Justin Webber (DM) Explosions our us! Monday November 29th, 2004 5:48:03 PM
Mykell rushes for the egg to hide behind as does everyone else.
The soften earth directed at the ceiling along with the other attacks made on it makes the ceiling over Bulkidon to begin fall on him.
As the ceiling begins to fall the monk lady releases Bulkidon's arm and makes a kick off from him. Her back flip lands her alittle ways from the egg and she scrambles quickly to reach safty behind the egg.
Just before the monk lady makes it ocmpletely behind the egg you hear a giant eruption out in the middle of the room area and rock flies all over as the ceiling parts are blown to even smaller pieces. The monk lady cetches part of the blast and you see a large, overly muscled monk woman fly across the room and slam into the wall, leaving a partial body imprint.
The egg simply rocks alittle but seems un harmed as you all are hundled behind the egg. The walls all smoke some and are blackened. Kashmari can feel the psionic energys from Bulkidon's blast slowly beginning to leave the air of the room, the power of the blast though was morep owerful then anything she had ever felt before.
Hart(AC 21, 39/64 hps DR 5/cold iron), Spirit and Loran(AC 19, 25/25 hps) Monday November 29th, 2004 11:08:11 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in morning) Shillalegh on his staff(wand) Magic Fang on his horns(wand)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic x2, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart digs himself out from under the rubble and limps freely out. (Took volunteerary 10 damage)
Spirit is nowhere to be seen.
Loran is off at one end of te chamber preening himself.
Fern d20+5=13 Tuesday November 30th, 2004 4:06:19 AM
Fern crawls out from under the egg and goes to check on the monk lady. "Is everybody alright?" She asks.
heal check: 13
Sir Henri Tuesday November 30th, 2004 6:57:16 AM
The paladin has some what of a head ache, as he tries to dig himself from under th rubble. He sits up and as he tries to bring his arm down to push himself up from the floor. there is a lump in his arm pit?? He take it out of there and see that it Heart's Spirit pal. As he hand over the little body to him "Here! this belong to you and it's not moving right now."
Hank mumbles to himself "If I knew that my arm pit was a hidding places, I would have wash it this morning."
Marek Isentomb d20+1=2 Tuesday November 30th, 2004 12:57:59 PM
Marek stands and moves out from behind the egg, spitting to the side to clear his mouth of some dust, not bothering to wipe the drips from his beard. "Sound off eveyone! Give Status!" he barks in a deep barritone of command.
Marek moves to the woman to see how badly she may be hurt. [Heal check 2] Obviously he can assess little. "Bale, get over here!"
Aelanthir Tuesday November 30th, 2004 4:19:19 PM
Aelanthir comes out from behind the egg and then says "Ok, no injuries. I think we better get ready to get moving."
Aelanthir starts to check to see if any of the drow bodies are still there. If they are Aelanthir will start to check them for anything useable.
Hart(AC 21, 39/64 hps DR 5/cold iron), Spirit and Loran(AC 19, 25/25 hps) Tuesday November 30th, 2004 5:34:34 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in morning) Shillalegh on his staff(wand) Magic Fang on his horns(wand)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic x2, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart speaks up. "Yes, I am here... mostly."
Spirit wakes up in Henri's armpit and begins waving his hands around as if he was saying, 'Stinky!'
Loran continues preening.
Kashmari Tuesday November 30th, 2004 5:49:34 PM
Kashmari props her back against the cavern wall behind the egg. She first presses her right index finger and thumb against the bridge of her nose and then rubs her temples. Her eyes are closed as she rests them. The power of that psionic enegy blast is certainly something to keep in mind. That man with the "spoon" is an enemy to reckon with. 'possibly another psion? Odd he was not mentioned... I suppose Beowulf has never met him; or known of him.' Slowly Kashmari will stand and look at the chaos in the room. She looks at the entry ways and exits to the room. "Can anyone find out which way those drow went?"
Kashmari barely pays MArek's command any mind, but does answer him; more or less. "I think we all survived, mostly intakt. We cannot waste too much time waiting here, we need to find those drow."
Eiras Tuesday November 30th, 2004 6:23:17 PM
Eiras will go check on 'the monk lady', stepping agily through the rubble.
Tyal [HP: 49/49, AC: 28] [darkvision, barkskin, bless, bull's strength] d20+12=25 Tuesday November 30th, 2004 8:57:18 PM
Tyal moves slowly as he comes out from behind the egg. He slowly shakes off some of the dust and debris that has accumulated on him. He feels a sudden pain in his side and finds that a large piece of wood has embedded itself into a crack in his armor. "By the mother." He looks around to the others as he pulls it out and winces.
He then moves over to kneel by the wounded or maybe dead monk lady. "Here let me have a look at her...the Father can help out the others that need it." With rough hands he start to check on the situation with the monk lady (heal 25). His own side still bleeds but that seems to be secondary to him at this time.
DOMAINS 1st: divine favor 2nd: barkskin# 3rd: lesser aspect of the deity
SPELLS 0th(5): detect magic, light(2), read magic(2) 1st(5): bane, bless, protection from evil, shield of faith(2) 2nd(4): bull's strength, hold person(2), sound burst# 3rd(2): dispel magic, summon monster III
Extend Rod: 0/3 uses Pearl 1st : unused Pearl 2nd : unused Pearl 3rd : unused
Mykell Zweihand d20+4=21 Tuesday November 30th, 2004 9:27:53 PM
Mykell slowly steps out from behind the egg and sighs as he brushes the dust away from his armor. His head rings abit after the blast and looks around, "Dang that blast hurt the ears, atleast I'm not deaf."
Mykell quickly looks over at the monk lady and then around the room, "Is the lady okay?" (Spot:21)
Sir Henri Wednesday December 1st, 2004 5:21:51 AM
Henri Yell "Yooh! I'm alright, Does anybody need a little healing?" To Spirit, he tell her as she flies away "Padadins sweat too, you know!"
Hart(AC 21, 39/64 hps DR 5/cold iron), Spirit and Loran(AC 19, 25/25 hps) d20+19=20 Wednesday December 1st, 2004 10:39:05 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic x2, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart says he needs a bit of healing. The satyr will also look around to see if they are actually trapped after the cave-in. (Survival 20, looking for hazards)
Spirit salutes Henri and limps off to Hart.
Loran continually preens his feathers.
Marek Isentomb Wednesday December 1st, 2004 10:02:21 PM
Satisfied teh woman is being seen after by those far more skilled than he in the matter and that all survived, Marek moves to help inspect the dead drow. Surely the leader has some items of note or interest.
[take 20 on search=21]
Justin Webber (DM) Aftermath Thursday December 2nd, 2004 1:12:53 AM
High Priest Bale walks over to the monk lady and looks her over also while some people check on her and others go about inspecting the room.
High Priest Bale along with Tyal both note that the monk lady is just knocked uncouncious and only a large lump on her head from the blow against the wall. High Priest Bale shakes his head and whispers, "Terribly lucky, she could of been killed."
The others who look over and search the room find that the hole in the one wall where the drow had cae through is blasted shut so any drow who would of retreated or came in through it are now shut out or shut in.
The few who look over the bodies for stuff find a few pouches with platinum in it. Looks like about 200 platinum per pouch (4 pouches). You also find 4 longsword that are in good shape. 1 robe and 2 cloaks, 1 chainshirt and 1 leather armor. All other armors and weapons have been blasted to bad to be made use of. You also find in one corner stashed a backpack the holds a pair of wands and 6 potions.
On carefuller inspection of the drow cleric you do find on a burnt string around her neck is a single ring that has a ruby set in the center.
The exit to the room is still open and other then the egg smoking just abit and the alter blasted to kindling you see nothing of interest.
Sir Henri d6+1=6 Thursday December 2nd, 2004 6:18:48 AM
The paladin smiles at the Spirit tries to go in a strait line to Hart. Henri will put a hand on the satry shoulder, muttering a few words (Curing him of 6hp), hoping that he fell better.
He tell him "Oh! look in the corner there!" As the paladin points to the backpack, "I would not have notice that backpack if it was not to help your wound."
Tyal [HP: 49/49, AC: 28] [darkvision, barkskin, bless, bull's strength] Thursday December 2nd, 2004 3:30:57 PM
Tyal pulls a larger pouch out of his pack and then removes a stoppered bottle. He pulls off the stopper and gently waifes it under the monk's nose. He turns his head slightly as he gets a whiff from the bottle himself. "Man that is bad." He glances around to the others and shakes his head at how lucky they were. "Anyone else need healing let me know and I can supply it as well."
DOMAINS 1st: divine favor 2nd: barkskin# 3rd: lesser aspect of the deity
SPELLS 0th(5): detect magic, light(2), read magic(2) 1st(5): bane, bless, protection from evil, shield of faith(2) 2nd(4): bull's strength, hold person(2), sound burst# 3rd(2): dispel magic, summon monster III
Extend Rod: 0/3 uses Pearl 1st : unused Pearl 2nd : unused Pearl 3rd : unused
Aelanthir Thursday December 2nd, 2004 5:12:07 PM
Aelanthir quickly gathers up the items then stores them so that the group can take a better look at them later when they are back at town.
Aelanthir then looks around to see about the ways out of here.
Hart(AC 21, 45/64 hps DR 5/cold iron), Spirit and Loran(AC 19, 25/25 hps) Thursday December 2nd, 2004 5:57:37 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning) Detect Magic: concentration, 3 minutes
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart scoops up Spirit and nods to Henri for the healing. Hart casts detect magic on the loot and concentrates (looking at schools of magic, aura's powers and such) on the items before they are stored. "Tey hab magic een them. Don't store them yet."
Spirit jumps into the hood and falls asleep.
Loran finishes preening and flies over to the staff and begins preening again.
Marek Isentomb Thursday December 2nd, 2004 6:01:23 PM
Marek helps Aelanthir gather the items including the ruby that was apparently on a necklace and jiggling one of the pouches, "Not bad, not bad at all."
Marek will move to the exit of the room and stand guard with his chain out til the woman and others feel ready to move on.
"Bale, where does this lead to?"
Kashmari Thursday December 2nd, 2004 6:57:42 PM
Kashmari will stay near the exit along with Marek. She absently plays with a lock of her long blonde hair as she stares down the tunnel in front of herself. If Bale comes over to look at the tunnel then she will move aside for the meantime, so he can get a good look ino the tunnel and figure out (hopefully) where it leads to.
Eiras Thursday December 2nd, 2004 9:26:11 PM
Eiras leaves the tending of the wounded monk to others and goes over to the egg.
"How do you think we could move this out of here?" He asks to the entire room.
Fern Friday December 3rd, 2004 1:56:38 AM
Fern helps the others gather together anything useful and asks the priest "Which way now?"
Huur flies around looking for something to eat.
Hart(AC 21, 45/64 hps DR 5/cold iron), Spirit and Loran(AC 19, 25/25 hps) Friday December 3rd, 2004 4:54:03 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning) Detect Magic: concentration, 3 minutes
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart concentrates on the detect magic spell.
Spirit snores away. "Zzzzz..."
Loran continually preens.
Sir Henri Friday December 3rd, 2004 8:31:13 AM
the Paladin look at the egg from all angles, Asking all the magic users, "Does any body have a Shrink Spell? or even a reduce Spell?? Maybe that would do it??"
Justin Webber (DM) After Battle and Leaving Sunday December 5th, 2004 4:04:01 AM
High Priest Bale and Tyal both succeed in taking care of the monk who once she awakens her body shrinks back to it's normal size and the heavy muscling seems to of just vanished.
High Priest Bale looks to everyone and shakes his head as he holds up the scroll, "We have what we came for. This lists the places where the things needed to resurrect Bahamut lay. The egg...well it must stay here. There is no way of moving it out of here and all our spells will not work on the god's egg. It is like a magical fortified armor."
The monk lady looks to the blasted closed tunnel and nods towards it, "That would lead down to where the drow came from. I had heard that they set goblin and other slaves to working on digging a couple holes to the surface. Anyway, there is no other evident way for them of got here inless teleportation I guess."
High Priest Bale nods and looks to everyone, "It is time to head out of here. I will send priests down to secure this area with wards and spells and also we will get to work on deciphering this scroll and finding the relics needed."
Before the loot is gathered up though Hart casts a spell on the treasure and finds out the following. longswordx4 (one long sword radiates a faint illusion, two give off moderate evocation and the last one gives off a faint conjuration) robex1 (strong abjuration) cloaksx2 (one faint illusion and other moderate transmutation.) chainshirtx1 (faint magic but no aura) leather armorx1 (faint illusion) wandsx2 (faint illsuin, second is ID'd by High Priest Bale as a wand of cure moderate wounds.) potionsx6 (Are ifentified by High Priest Bale for the group. Counter spell potion, cure moderate woundsx2, cure serious woundsx1, Barkskin+3x1 and haste.)
High Priest Bale looks at the items the group has won and points to the potions and one wand, telling the group of what they are before moving to the way out and shrugging, "everone follow me out of here?" Inless the group has more to do High Priest Bale leads you slowly through the place, now fussing over the sorry state of the crypts and commenting on how he will have to have these fixed up.
Once you are lead upstairs a man with a long but well trimmed beard stands waiting, his finger nails are longer then any man's you have ever seen except for Mykell who has seen the man's kind since Mykell is of the same nationality, "Greetings sirs, I believe you have a conference to attend now that you have went to help the priests and my mistress believes you are now ready. I would ask each of you to please go clean up first and then meet me at the great courtyard of this place." The man turns now and his robe like outfit swirls around him, the color golden with small flowers like adorning it in silver the man before he does puts his left fist in the palm of his other hand and bows slightly to High Priest Bale, "My lady wishes to thank you for letting her be a quest here and wishes me to tell you that shortly we will be moving on and troubling you no more. We do wish you could stop you search for resurrecting Bahamut though good sir but as our saying goes "those who do not see the light will find it in time." You notice the man walking away looks to be wearing what looks like wooden sandals.
High Priest Bale frowns when the man leaves and shakes his head, "My god needs to be brought back, he is our only hope. What do "they" know that I do not." High Priest Bale looks to the group and shrugs, "I must go work on this scroll now so you all should do what you must and meet with his mistress if you truely wish. I believe that is what was said when you first started on helping us."
(OOC:Sorry for not posting till now and everyone can post up to the courtyard if you wish. Remember that this is also your chance to role play out since battles are over for awhile.)
Hart(AC 21, 45/64 hps DR 5/cold iron), Spirit and Loran(AC 19, 25/25 hps) Monday December 6th, 2004 1:29:43 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning) Detect Magic: 3 minutes
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart continues looking around at magic items.
Spirit remains asleep.
Loran continually preens.
Sir Henri Monday December 6th, 2004 5:41:21 AM
The paladin prays for the soles they disturbed. Then he will carry some of the stuff they found and start going back with therest of the party.
Kashmari Monday December 6th, 2004 6:33:04 PM
Kashmari keeps her gaze fixed on the sealed tunnel as High Priest Bale says that they will be returning to the temple rather than pursuing the Drow; and the (what she seriously believes is another) psionicist.
'I should have remembered why taking quests from religious groups is a bad idea. They only really care about their own priorities and their Gods. Lets hope those Drow and their allies don't get up to much mischief in the mean while.' Naturally the disappointed psion reminds herself why religious quests just aren't really her thing.
Once up in the courtyard she will listen to the strange man with the apalling fashion sense and the unmanly long nails. She frowns slightly at his appearence. Kashmari looks even more displeased when conferences come up in the monologue. She envisions being nearly unbearably bored as priests and who knows who else will be talking and talking and talking.
When everyone is given leave to do more or less what they want Kashmari will find a novice or a servant and get the person to some how organize a hot bath and laundry services for at the least herself and for Aelanthir. Kashmari will spend quite some time getting cleaned up and soaking out whatever discomforts nearly getting blown up brings. If they do decide to participate in any meeting then she will make sure that she is wearing presentable clothing - if anything to make a point out of how one should look in her opinion.
Mykell Zweihand Monday December 6th, 2004 7:10:02 PM
Mykell follows the others out and seeing Kashmari's concern he steps over by her and taps her shoulder once before quickly dropping his hand back to his side, "We are mainly doing what we are paid for so try to not let it concern you to much. Anyway, a nice hot bath and long soak looks like it would be more fitting for you right now." The last comment is meant as a normal thought from where Mykell grewup ladies were meant to luxury and ease not long battles.
At the entrance to the catacombs where the group comes up Mykell bows to the man who is there and one hand touches his trusted katana. He remembers his home only alittle and his title of ronin there, here in these lands though he is simply a mercenary. Mykell who still hangs back by Kashmari and her brother commented under his breath, "He reminds me alot of Master Chin. A some what nice man till he was angered and then he was a master of the war fans fighting style."
Mykell waits till the man is out of sight before moving out and quickly to the room that the guys shared. He sits here for quite awhile first working on his armor and cleaning it and then his katana and two hand katana. Lastly he goes to wash and change clothes before beginning a quick meditation on the situation.
Mykell has all plans to go to the meeting after his meditation.
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Tuesday December 7th, 2004 1:30:16 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning) Detect Magic: 3 minutes
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart finishes looking at the magic items, tells the group what he found and then avoids the meeting (or at least tries.) He finds a nice piece of green wood and attempts to fashion a flute (craft roll).
Spirit remains asleep.
Loran continually preens.
Fern Tuesday December 7th, 2004 4:33:14 AM
At the courtyard "Before I meet anybody I need to get this filth washed off."
Unless approached by someone she will see about getting a hot bath, in fact if it's possible she'll get more than one. the first one to get all the blood, dirt, sweat, cobwebs, and other gunk off her and wash her hair. As that bath will probably be filthy before she's wash off again (including her hair) in clean water, and then soak in water as hot as she can stand it to help her bruises. She'll then put on some clean clothes, have her clothes taken to be washed and start on getting her armor and sword as clean and as polished as can be.
All of this will take several hours.
Eiras Tuesday December 7th, 2004 8:54:40 AM
Eiras spends the few hours waiting for the meeting out of doors, relishing the open sky. He even drops the hood and scarves so that he can feel the wind and sun on his face.
Sir Henri Tuesday December 7th, 2004 9:07:20 AM
Once the paladen stepp out side and into the sunshine, It hits him as to how much he missed the sun, the trees, the air that's is so clean and crisp. He'll follow the leader and the others to the meeting place.
Aelanthir d20+11=31 d20+11=31 d20+11=16 d20+11=24 d20+11=19 d20+11=18 d20+11=23 d20+11=29 d20+11=19 d20+11=21 Tuesday December 7th, 2004 2:16:14 PM
Aelanthir heads out with Kashmari and gets cleaned up. After a long hot soak Aelanthir will ask around for a quiet place to to do a little work. When shown Aelanthir will spend a few hours looking at the items (casts detect magic) and then will head out and look for High priest Bale. When Aelanthir finds him Aelanthir asks "is there any of your orders members that can identify these items for us?"
Justin Webber (DM) Talks and more talks Tuesday December 7th, 2004 2:47:58 PM
Everyone goes about getting prepared for meetings and mainly their own little thing while others do theirs.
Aelanthir hunts down High Priest Bale once hei s washed and everything and asks about finding out about the magic items. High Priest Bale scratches his chin and snaps his fingers after a moment, "I do believe that the man named Karfax who wished to speak with all of you was a wizard of some type. Surely he could help you out. He should be in the courtyard with your friends I would guess."
Out in the courtyard the members of the group who have went out there find in deed that the servant you had seen earlier is out in the courtyard looking over the statue madeo f pure cyrstal. There is also another man wearing a pure golden robe setting in the sun cross legged watching as another man wearing a lighter gold colored robe and a monk priest who wears the symbol of Bahamut bow to each other and strike fighting poses.
Before your eyes a very quick fight breaks out, starting and ending as the priest monk slams his fist into the robe of the oriental looking man. The priest monk grabs his hand and yelps in pain as he backs off. The light gold cloaked man chuckles as he speaks up, "Looks like my iron robe technique is still better then the dragon fist taught tothe Bahamut priests."
The man sitting and who was watching the fight now looks up and notices the group and shakes his head, "Quiet Larnas, our guests have arrived. Greetings to all of you. I am Karfax the Truthsayer and left hand man of the creator god. I have been looking forward to seeing those who Sahikito helped."
Before more can be said a sudden beam of light shoots from the sky and a lady in a brilliant white dress appears beside Karfax. The ladies hair is almost silver in whiteness and her eyes look over each person as she flexes her white wings and folds them behind her. The lady pats Karfax on the shoudler once when the man looks up at her and she too introduces herself to the group, "Greetings, I bring greetings from the creator god also. I am Kalie of the Crown and right hand woman of the creator god. I bring news that you all shall meet him or her soon enough. The creator god choses his form upon what best suits the time. So we are never sure rather he will be a male or female in form. First to our buisness."
Kalie leans against a wall and lets Karfax speak. Karfax looks to the group again and raises a finger to point at each person, this man's nails also as long as the man you met before and the ends pointed, "We have watched and seen that all of you do not wish to be heroes, nor do you wish this game that the gods seem to be playing with you so we on order of the creator god have come to make a offer....you see, the creator god is a divine god...a ruler of life, death, creation...he created all in his time...he is the maker of the gods themselves. An he wishes simply a balance in the world. He sees the awakening of Bahamut or Tiamat as a bad thing since neither god should come to power. This is not the time for gods but for people to make their lives.....so we of the Heralds of Light with the order of the creator god extend a invitation to you all to become a member of the Heralds of Light. If you join you are simply looking to make a balance among the people here. You are not good, nor evil, you are neutral in all aspects....in joining you also get a granted gift from our god to help you. For you wish to see the Seekers of Darkness atleast stopped of their plans and we do not wish them to resurrect Tiamat. But you see the Seekers of Darkness have obtained secret teachings from the demons of the deep and they hold powers much powerfuller then you could imagine."
Kalie nods and smiles lightly, "Yes, you have met Gimblus who was once a friend of Beowulf. Inside him resides Lord Quenzdel, a high ranking demon and one who can set the land a blaze if he gains enough power. Also in the catacombs of this place you met Ledan who's psionics is powerfuller then most of the lands and his spoon called Glendel is a psionic enhancer and ancient artifact that lives and is intelligent." Kalie looks to the group and comments, "An Gimblus has learned the secret Backlash technique which is terribly dangerous and with Grendel Ledan can contact a secret plain called the plain of psionics which holds powerful psionic monsters which you have also wittnessed in the catacombs. Bulkidon is a design of Grendel itself and trust me, it is one of many creations it has."
Karfax smiles and shrugs, "Simply put your fate is in your hands. We, the Herlads of Light will not force you to decide or join any side. We however know that some of you wish not to be a play thing of gods, we also know that resurrecting dragon gods is not in your interest. So we offer the chance to join a group who simply wants balance."
As Karfax and Kalie wait for a reply the sky begins to look abit different. A silvery white seam looks like has formed in the sky and it stretches farther then anyone can see.
Namfoodle d20+10=28 Tuesday December 7th, 2004 5:10:26 PM
(OOC sorry everyone I have been sick the last couple days. I am better now and I see Namfoodle has a lot to catch up on.)
After the battle the gnome spends quite some time being very somber and distant. ruly out of character for the gregarious little fellow.
He sits quietly and listens to everyone introduce themselves and speak of the evils they face.
He absently strums his lyre,catching himself he stops and puts it away and concentrates harder on teh subject matter at hand. Only he is having some trouble doing so,there is somehting about the way things are unfolding that just doesn't seem right,but he can't quite put his finger on what it is.
Finally breaking his silence he stands up and says,"May I ask a question? If you know all of the players involved,what can you tell me about their personalities. There is no doubt that they are clearly more powerful than we are,but maybe if we can play one of them off the other and create dissention in their ranks we can take advantage of them." He begins strumming his finger on the table in front of him,"A few rumours is all we need for now,it doesn't have to be profound,or even truthful,just someting that sounds believable and that whoever we choose to discredit will have a lot of trouble denying."
Marek Isentomb Tuesday December 7th, 2004 5:46:43 PM
Marek's lips purse as he muses over the apparent offer of the Heralds of Light, but he quickly steps forward.
"I am here to defend my people, my freedoms and my home. I have made no secret of opinion on resurrecting the dragon god Bahamut to say the least of idly standing by while Tiamat rises again."
With a quick upturn of his head he continues, "You say you seek nuetrality and balance, so I must ask to what extent that lies. By rite of arms I shall defend those in need of it and my freedom for naught but the asking that I may continue my own pursuits and they theirs."
"So I ask if this life, that of high adventure for advnetures sake with promise to defend those who ask in need fits with the Heralds of Light. If so I will join you, If not? my answer is no."
Markes thick Barritone voice falls silent his last words spoken from a position of one who has commanded an audience before leaving no room for doubht in the sinsarity of the words.
Sir Henri Wednesday December 8th, 2004 6:13:21 AM
Henri is kneeling with his wooden Holy Symble of his God Palor. When the pointing finger came to his turn. The paladin got to his feet and face them. He give them his answer, "I'm a Royal Plaldin of Hardell and a loyal servant of Palor. I have meditated on my faith.
I know that my King wants what is good for the people, and My God Palor agrees with you and wants balance. I will join you if I'm worthy." The paladin waits to see if he is accepted or not?
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran d20+8=27 Wednesday December 8th, 2004 4:57:07 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart continues to widdle his flute. (Craft roll 27, high quality) It's a fine looking flute! He plays it a bit to get the tune just right.
Spirit pokes Hart in the head to get him to answer the question. Looking disgusted at Hart, Spirit jumps up on Hart's horns and flexs his tiny muscles and shakes his head 'Yes!'.
Loran continues to preen but looks at Hart from the top of the staff.
Tyal [HP: 49/49, AC: 28] [darkvision, barkskin, bless, bull's strength] Wednesday December 8th, 2004 7:35:39 PM
Tyal listens to all that is being said and shakes his head in wonder. He would not mind accepting the invitation, but would the battle maiden allow it. Well she did not actually favor one side over the other that was for sure.
"One path is as good as another when you follow the Battle Maiden Inana...if it will please her then I will join in your group." He looks around at the others and listens as each speaks up or has spoken up already. "Hopefully the pay will be good though." His smile tells you that he is kidding...or maybe not as you know the mercenary cleric.
DOMAINS 1st: divine favor 2nd: barkskin# 3rd: lesser aspect of the deity
SPELLS 0th(5): detect magic, light(2), read magic(2) 1st(5): bane, bless, protection from evil, shield of faith(2) 2nd(4): bull's strength, hold person(2), sound burst# 3rd(2): dispel magic, summon monster III
Extend Rod: 0/3 uses Pearl 1st : unused Pearl 2nd : unused Pearl 3rd : unused
Mykell Zweihand Wednesday December 8th, 2004 8:25:52 PM
Mykell bows low to Karfax and Kalie and looks to either as he speaksup, "I will join you for sure. We are brothers in a way. I also come from the area you lived in but I wondered from my home to become a mercenary."
Mykell shrugs and looks to the others while waiting, looking to Kashmari for a moment and wondering what her and her brother will do. He does hope both decide to join also since Kashmari is rather interesting and her brother is helpful too since he brings abilities to the group muchly needed.
Justin Webber (DM) Holding on Wednesday December 8th, 2004 8:32:14 PM
(OOC:This is not a DM post, just making a few comments so people will know. I want to wait till everyone posts so I can see who wishes to join the Heralds and who doesn't. Plus you all gain 5,215 exp. High Priest Bale also has awarded the group each one statue of solid gold that can be sold for 1,500gps a piece as payment for your help. With that said I wish to comment that you may pay the temple 100gps if you gained a level. The temple will supply you with a teacher who can give you advice (non rped) to train you. For those who might wonder I'm doing the 100gps training fee as to keep money limited down alittle and also to cut out a down time where you would be training to show you gained a level, logically speaking.)
Fern Wednesday December 8th, 2004 9:57:29 PM "I'll join as well." Fern replies.
ooc: is anyone going to do a treasure distribution thing this time? Fern pays the temple 100g as she levels up :)
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Thursday December 9th, 2004 4:51:40 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart plays his new flute. It is unclear whether he is joining or not.
Spirit on the other hand is clearly a new member of the Heralds of Light and happy about it. Spirit jumps down off Hart's horn and starts biting the new statue.
Loran finally stops preening and sits, staring at Hart from the staff.
Sir Henri d10+3=10 Thursday December 9th, 2004 7:41:32 AM
The paladin will go to Bail and pay the 100gp. To learn more.
OOC: Sir Henri has gone up to level 6, up hit points by 10.
Eiras Thursday December 9th, 2004 3:34:17 PM
Eiras listens intently to the Heralds, his hands concealed under his cloak.
Emotions play across his pale face and he clearly is torn and undecided.
Aelanthir d4=3 Thursday December 9th, 2004 4:25:23 PM
Aelanthir lisens to Karfax and Kalie as well as the others. Aelanthir will then move over to Karfax then say quietly "I was told by Bale that you would be able to identify some items for me. I would be willing to pay you 1000gp to have all the items identified."
Aelanthir will look to Kashmari and say "shall we join this group in order to help maintain a balance?"
**** Aelanthir pays the 100gp for training as he goes up in level. +5 hp. ****
daniel K d10+2=9 Thursday December 9th, 2004 5:59:51 PM
Marek will pay the 100 as well and joins based on the answer he recieves.
9HP lvl 6
Hart d8=3 Thursday December 9th, 2004 6:23:22 PM
Hart finally excepts the offer to join the Heralds with a shake of his horned head. He wishes for balance, even if it is a lofty and nearly impossible goal.
(OOC: I just added up totals from the last XP given in July and now. I never leveled Hart in July. He should be 4th level druid, not 3rd. He's very close to 5th. Sending you updated 4th level Hart PC sheet ASAP, Justin.)
(Rolled 3hp for 4th level.)
Each of us get a gold statue?
Marek Isentomb Thursday December 9th, 2004 9:08:35 PM
Marek, who is also highly interested in having the magic items identified, says loudly, "Karfax, Bale informed us you could identify some possessions we gained from combat with the drow. Will You?"
Kashmari d6+3=8 Thursday December 9th, 2004 10:02:02 PM
Kashmari listens to the offer and is certainly undecided on what to do. Accepting to become some form of 'Holy defender' doesn't sit well with her. Change and growth should come from within she reminds herself.
'Psions don't primarily relie on things beyond themselves, powers outside of their own skills. What will change if I agree? Will I still be me, with my knowledge and skills that I have worked long and had to undertsand and hone? What might I have to give up?'
She does not envy those others who seem to have had an easy decision. It is easy to see that the Half-Elven woman is concidering some serious thoughs.
"Aelathir I do not know if it would be the right thing to do. Keeping balance is well and fine, but that may not be my true purpose in this world. You know that. Honestly I might find more purpose in finding this Ledan and learning from him," Kashmari answers her brother quite seriously.
Aelanthir would of course know that she is speaking about psionics the others might not figure that out immeditely.
Kashmari regards Kalie and Karfax.
"I suspect that you know of my abilities. Thus you may understand why your offer is not so wonderful to me. What you offer how can it be beneficial to me? Why should I accept a boon from entities beyond myself, rather than finding out what my own true potential is?"
The psion waits respectfully for an answer. She doesn't care right now if her actions and words are shocking and rude. She needs to know more in order to make a decision, she cannot just act on 'blind faith'.
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Kashmari will pay 100gp to the temple if they can actually find her someone for her to train with! :D
+8 HP for level 6
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Hart Friday December 10th, 2004 2:29:15 AM
The satyr is curious. "You seek balance een nature as well? I wish to see the Shadow Boundary gone."
Sir Henri Friday December 10th, 2004 7:04:58 AM
The paladin raises his head and tells Kashmari, "I'll train with you!"
Justin Webber (DM) The hard headed Saturday December 11th, 2004 3:36:30 AM
Kalie stays quiet during everything and is letting Karfax speak yet when questions and comments are brought up.
Karfax laughs when the comment on magical items is brought up and nods, "Yes indeed, I can identify all of them for you and as a bonus if you join I will not charge you a single copper even." Karfax shrugs and simply comments on this, "Perks of joining us I guess."
Karfax smiles, "Tales of your enemy rather true or not huh, well I'm Karfax the Truthsayer and therefore unable to lie. The moment a lie comes from my mouth a Herald I am no more."
Kalie now snickers at Karfax's comment, "Must be hard being mainly our diplomat. Maybe you can be upgraded to battle Herald some day."
Karfax grins at Kalie's comment, "Battle Heralds work way to hard and anyway, finding out info is my job. My ability to disguise myself to the enemy has made me priceless to lots of battles I would say."
Karfax looks to the group again now and comments, "Enemy stories later for now there is one among you who is uncertain and one for sure who is down right against it by the sounds. Who am I to complain though, the Heralds are a mysterious bunch and even though we we're heros does not mean we are now. Yes I can think like any of you and reason it out." Karfax looks to Kashmari, "Dear lady, Laden is a man bent on power. Yes you could learn so much from him and his spoon which is a living artifact and also psionic power increaser. Laden wants power though so quite simply would you learn anything really or be a pawn. Not to mention more psionicists live in the world who you could learn from. You seen his power of psionic summoning though and I know that must interest you."
Karfax shakes his head abit, "We have a psionic in our group also, how do you think we know your powers Kashamri? Your interests? An how everything revolves around something to gain?"
Kalie looks to Karfax, "Remember, Laden is a subject not to be spoken of from us. His existence prior to being on Har Del soil is forgotten by decree of the god we serve."
Karfax sighs and shakes his head, "I remember, promising student to dear Jarlan also. Was a shame."
Karfax closes his eyes in though and comments, "In every city we have information networks that are shared with anyone who is among our ranks. If you seek something that we can find out about or know about then you would only have to find one of us and ask. Not hard since we all have a certain guild inside all the cities called the "Helping Hand." Karfax looks to Aelanthir, "An the guilds do a host of things, identifying is one of those things but we do charge a small fee or our guilds would not run well and be questioned. We also sell goods to adventurers and helpers. Get robbed and we offer a hand up when you would normally go broke till you could make money."
Kalie speaks up now, "An if you except our lord gives onto you a power to help defeat your and our enemies. Powers that do not take away from the actual you. You join the Seekers of Darkness and gain powers from them then your excepting gifts in exhchange for something. You all have no idea about the seekers yet and how come they are so powerful."
Karfax looks to the group now as a whole and motions to the ground infront of him, "Lay the magical items here for me to look over. I will identify them shortly but first I let you think and also listen to alittle info on your enemies."
Karfax slaps his hands together and closes his eyes, "Laden is a simple half elf. He obtained part of his knowledge from a powerful person named Jarlan. His spoon is his over bearing power and is what helped him find the secret plain of psionic summons. I doubt even Kashmari has heard of it since it was just recently came to knowledge here in Har Del. Gimblus leads the Seekers of Darkness and within him is a lord demon from the 9 pits. His power, his technique is all from the demon, the demon has the power to turn this world into scortched earth and will not be satisfied once it gains complete power over Gimblus till the land is burned to nothing. The there is Karista who is a duelist, she loves the sight of blood and is quite insane. Believe it or not insanity helps her though since it renders her mind to hard to control by most spells. She kills for the love of the blood and is not bothered by who or what she kills."
Kalie flexes her wings suddenly and frowns, "An Mordis and Krelan. A blackguard and arch mage who have perfected a twin attack. My greatest foe."
Karfax laughs, "Yes, you can handle many people single handedly by two Seekers defeated you."
Kalie looks to Karfax and lightly growls, "An you know Gimblus turned Krelan against me. He was..." Kalie turns her face away from the group and Karfax, "....someone special." ------------------------------------------------ Just as the last comments are left hanging in the air in the distance something happens with the silverish split that was forming in the sky. Suddenly a loud crack is heard almost like glass broke and the sky in the silver area looks like small pieces of the sky is falling to the ground and in the falling pieces is a flaming object that shoots towards the land at a terribly fast speed.
The small flaming ball nearly hits the ground when it stops and comes shooting now, almost touching the ground as it races towards the city. (spot:16 to tell there is something really small in the ball of fire.)
The priests scream when they see the ball of fire racing towards their fort and begin to move to shut the doors to the fort. To the priests horror though the flaming ball speeds up faster like it senses that the door is going to be closed.
Within moments the ball of fire blasts into the courtyard, as it enters though the flames vanish and landing near to the group and beside Karfax and Kalie is a 3 inch almost translucent looking dragon of some sort. The little dragon other then being pure white has four wings which stretch out and it looks to each person with a single eye set in the middle of it's forhead. The dragon gives a small yelp like noise before flicking it's tail.
Karfax laughs and motions to the dragon, "Well, he could of chose a better entrance, let alone form."
Anyone who looks at the dragon can get a extremely huge sense of power radiating from it. The dragon seems to radiate peace and holyness. Something about this very small dragon gives you the sense that it is older then anything you have known, older the gods you have seen or maybe worshiped and even older then the land itself. Hart can even swear he senses a powerful link between this very small dragon and the land, trees and everything a druid seeks to protect. Sir henri can swear he feels a link between this dragon and his god Palor, Tyal can feel the same for his goddess and this dragon. Kashmari can even feel a link between this dragon and psionics. Aelanthir can sense a link between arcan magics and even divine magics and this dragon. Everyone can sense a link of some type and in some form. It's so strong that there is no need to look for it, no need to do any type of sense check. it is just there and very very powerful.
Eiras Saturday December 11th, 2004 8:36:32 AM
Eiras moves close the Heralds and says, "For the sake of the forest and to vanquish these demons, I will accept your offer."
It is easy to tell in his demeanor that he is unhappy, presumably about the decision.
Namfoodle the Thespian Saturday December 11th, 2004 2:24:56 PM
Listening with rapture clear upon his face,it appears that Namfoodle enjoys listening to stories as much as he likes telling them. He studiously takes notes.
After all the talking is done he walks over to Kashmari and looks up at her,"Listen to Namfoodle,just because your companions have decided to join the heralds,does not mean that you must. Namfoodle will think no less of you as a woman,in truth Namfoodle will think the opposite,it takes strength to remain true oneself. If the Heralds are not for you then they are not for you." Reaching up to take her hand in both of his,"You know what choice is right for you,that is the choice you must make."
Letting go of her hands he turns,"Namfoodle the Magnificent and Amazing has heard your offer and...........(Dramatic Pause)" His voice booming as he uses all of his bardic training to become the center of attention of any room he is in,"Will gladly accept your offer to become a member,and Namfoodle will go down in the history books as the most Magnificent and Amazing member in the history of the universe." He proclaims,and with a mumbling of words and a few quick gestures he is surrounded by dancing lights.(Dancing lights his natural magical ability)
Raising his hand,"Under one condition though,Namfoodle's stallwart companion must also be accepted into the order. For he is the most noble and loyal friend Namfoodle has ever met. Namfoodle cannot be a part of an order that will not allow Mule to be a member."
(He will also pay the 100gp to the priests)
Namfoodle d20+2=19 d6+2=8 Saturday December 11th, 2004 2:27:01 PM
Forgot to roll Hp and he gets 8,Prety good
Sir Henri Saturday December 11th, 2004 4:14:41 PM
The paladin stay there standing still, even at the entrance og thr Little Dragon, "Impressive!" He whispers.
Henri's mind feela bond between his Palor to the dragon, then a connection betwenn the dragon to himself, the bond goes back to Palor. The paladin wany to know more about the trouth and Knowlage on psionics. He will answers once more,"I am ready to learn,"
Mykell Zweihand Sunday December 12th, 2004 11:37:55 AM
Mykell holds his single katana in one hand now, by the case and watches the others as they go about agreeing or disagreeing. He shrugs to himself as he looks to Kashmari and nods, "It is of your own choosing I must agree so you must decide what benefits yourself more."
Mykell looks to the small dragon now as it has appeared and frowns abit as he looks to the creature. His mind swirls abit as he thinks of where he might of seen this dragon before but can only come up with a few tapestries on walls back home. Mykell finally shrugs, giving up on that and just feels the inner peace radiating off of the dragon and understands that this creature is connected to the meditations and peace that he seeks in his mind to attain his true skills.
Mykell does glance to Kashmari and wonders, "Your talents do interest me I must admit. I must seek inner peace to obtain my true potential, much like a monk. Your skills sound like they might go off of peace or atleast calmness of mind." Mykell smiles having not guessed Kashmari is a psionicist though since her skills could be from magic cast silently and Kashmari hasn't actually came out and said her skills that he knows of to the group.
Marek Isentomb d20+1=5 Monday December 13th, 2004 9:30:00 AM
Marek listens to Kalie and Karfax with interest trying to pick up the answers to his questions and dryly notes to himself His lips move an awful lot for one not saying anything. Well if it turns to a bad decision it can always be corrected at a later date
Marek nodes to the Heralds, "I am with you then Karfax and Kalie."
As the comet soon to be revealed small dragon rockets towards them, Marek reacts based on those of Kalie and Karfax. Who apparently are unconcerned and therefore he dismissee the incoming object as freindly.
As the dragon reveals itself Marek begins to feel the ease and times of peaceful tranquil days and it disturbs him greatly, for what use is adventure and a warrior if there is no risk. He shakes the unwanted thought and feeling away, perhaps a glimpse of what lies at the end of the road and nothing more.
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Monday December 13th, 2004 3:03:37 PM
The satyr sits down on the floor and digs for his money pouch, not having used for months. He counts out 100gp and sets them to one side. He gives the little dragon a strange but familiar nod, acknowledging him, her.... it.
Spirit plays with the coins and chews on them occassionally.
Loran spots a moth and begins stalking it.
Kashmari Monday December 13th, 2004 5:50:45 PM
Kashmari listens to the answers Kalie and Karfax give her. The answers do not make things any easier for her, in fact in few ways they make things even more difficult. She is particularly alarmed with the "forgotten by decree of the god we serve" comment. Serving a god is not her idea of a life goal; especially a god who hides knowledge for what seems its own personal reasons. She is beginning feel very isolated indeed since everyone else seems to accept the offer without question. Not for the first time she wonders if she is just too suspicious sometimes.
Kashmari is of course pleased that Namfoodle trusts her judgement and commends her for her priniciples. She smiles at the gnome bard to show her appreciation. She is also pleased that Henri won't mind training with her, thus she flashes the paladin a smile as well. Then she continues her discussion with the two heralds.
"In all the time that I have travelled this world only once before have I come across another like myself. Now Ledan shows up making it only one other that I know of. If there are so many psions around I should dearly like to know where I might find them," Kashmari points out matter-of-factly.
"You speak of diplomats and battle heralds, yet not one of those things offer me any real opportunies for self understanding it seems to me. Those do not come across as tasks one such as myself would seem suited for. I see no place for a psion among your ranks. Please enlighten me as to why my skills and abilities would be useful to you and yours."
(FYI Kashmari is being very respectful in making her statements and questions, et al.)
Kashmari grins and adds a jibe, "figuring out that I am concerned with gains is easy. I follow a mercenary path, that means living at least long enough to collect your pay."
Enough of self-humour for now, Kashmari continues with the serious issues.
"If you indeed have a psion among you then how is it that he or she can reconcile their individuality and focus on introspection with serving a god?"
Kashmari really wants to know how that can be done, since she honestly believes that true "power" comes from within through self-knowledge. On the other hand she has seen the divine spellcasters she now travels with do some notably interesting things.
"I need more compelling reasons to accept your offer I must admit. Serving a god certainly holds no interest what-so-ever to me; gifts or no gifts."
Then the dragon shows up...
The feeling of great power radiating from the dragon and the fact that it radiates a connection to psionics put Kashmari visibly on guard. She knows of psionic abilities which can; and do, manipulate others' thoughts to benefit the psion - in a very limited way she can do this herself. Kashmari reflexively suspects this to be an attempt to manipulate her. Not good when she needs to make a potentially life altering choice for or against becoming a herald.
The half-elven psion looks to Kalie and Karfax with a questioning look, a look that seems to say "what are you two up to?" Her continuing undecidedness is appearent as well. Hopefully they will see fit to explain the dragon creature and just what it is up to.
"When you can honestly tell me that I need not ever give up my sovereignity to a god, and can give me a good explanation as to why joining the Heralds is a benefit for a psion and not just a means to an end for some god's schemes, then I will throughly think through your offer and give you an informed reply."
Kashmari politely answers the two heralds and sends a really suspicious look the dragons way. She wishes that they had brought the psion-herald here, that would have made diciding much easier.
The psion acknowledges Mykells comments with a new smile.
"Inner peace isn't what I would call what I do. Meditating is a better descriptor. I am nothing like a monk however."
Kashmari will not futher explain how psionics work or state anything more about their nature at this time. She is content to let the others consider psionics to be some sort of sorcery for now. She doesn't think that this is the time or place for a course in psionics 101...
((Justin your dragon remains me of Mushu, just bleached instead of red. LOL!))
Eiras Monday December 13th, 2004 7:11:14 PM
{OOC: I most definitely did not make the decision easy - I was hoping I conveyed that in my post}
Kashmari (OOC) Monday December 13th, 2004 7:18:00 PM
((Oh no! I didn't mean to say that I thought that everyone made the choice easily. I meant to convey that Kashmari perceives it that way, and we all know that perceptions are not always correct. I hope that no one is offended.))
Justin Webber (DM) Talks Cont.... Monday December 13th, 2004 7:33:57 PM
Karfax and Kalie both just shake their heads at some of the comments said and motion to the small dragon, sepaking once, "Lord, if you would please."
The dragon yelp once and it's body erupts into a glow and then vanishes completely to leave a human female standing there. She wears a pure silver dress of beautiful design and of craftsmanship that is so unmarked and different that it could not of been made by mortal hands. The lady radiates a beauty to her that is remarkable and her charm is so strong that most men would be drawn to her in a instant. She smiles and bows now before speaking, "I see being a dragon is maybe a bit much for you so maybe this form is better."
The lady looks to Eiras, Kashmari and all others that seem reluctant in their joining or even bothered, "I seek not to trick you into nothing so only speak your mind and ask what you will. I have more patience then you or any mortal would ever understand. I know none of you know me but yet you can also feel a connection to me and I feel connected to everything. In this sense you are right, I am the creator god/goddess. I take any form I see fit and my powers dwarf almost all powers anyone knows." The lady looks to Kashmari, "I am stronger then the gods these priests wish to resurrect and I'm stronger then the god the Seekers wish to resurrect....I'm stronger then both the gods together since I created them. I created all the gods and even this land you stand on. The world of psionics, the world of magics....I'm a divine source of magic...pure, strong and powerful."
The lady waits a few moments for what she said to sink in before continuing, "With my power I could very well stop what is going on in this world but I do not take a active roll in it. You see I believe that you all have the deciding factor in your lives, the way you live, the survival or fall of this world is in all this worlds hands. I however believe that a balance should be maintained. I do not want to see what I have created be destroyed by anything and this is not the time for gods to walk among humans or rule over them." The lady waves her hand around to indicate the temple, "Balance can only be maintained if neither of the gods come to power. Also if they come to power and fight can you imagine what will happen to this place you all call home? imagine god like magics and forces clashing over the lands? The clash of powerful magics can bring new or destroy magics and other powers throughout the world."
The lady looks to the group as a whole again and speaks up gently, "You would be doing things for me so to speak as Heralds of Light but beyond seeking balance your life is your own. Anyway, something we wish among members is that you seek personal improvements and we hope that we can aid in that mission. An young lady, I will send our psionicist to meet with you as you might wish. Maybe he will be of some help."
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Monday December 13th, 2004 10:27:39 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart looks up as the lady appears. He's not suprised by her appearance, he simply returns to the counting of coin, which he isn't used to.
Spirit moves around coin piles, as Hart swats him away.
Loran eats the moth he stalked.
Sir Henri Monday December 13th, 2004 11:44:48 PM
The paladin is not suprised at the shape change from dragon to beautiful woman. He smiles because this is more pleasent to his eyes. after listening to what this goddest was saying, he turn his head towards Kaskmari "Well! It look like you will not be training with me!!"
Fern Tuesday December 14th, 2004 4:49:56 AM
Fern stares in wonder as the dragon appears and remains quietly listening.
Marek Isentomb Tuesday December 14th, 2004 10:03:27 AM
Marek doesn't know what to think, All his life he has followed the teachings if not the embodiment of Sif. Skill, excellence and self realization through the mastery of war and steel. He always realized that others were beyond him, most notably, those focusing on the divine and arcane mysteries. And as of late, Kashmari has introduced him to a new power of inner realization, psionics.
It mattered not to him, for his heart and path did not lead down that of power or even glory and riches like his companions. Marek did it for personal satisfaction and accomplishment. The thrill, the travel and the adrenaline rush was second to none.
But this, this is too much, deities weilding cosmos altering powers, claiming to have created all and the gods themselves were as puppets to Marek. Too much.
Marek gives a quick sharp salute to the Heralds, pivots on his heel and heads towards the building where they bedded down the other night.
Namfoodle d20+11=25 d20+9=10 d20+7=23 d20+5=15 d20+5=6 d20+4=12 d20+2=14 Tuesday December 14th, 2004 2:09:09 PM
Looking to heralds and their mistress,then turning to Kashmari,"We have all joined for our own personal needs my beautiful one. Some for more selfish reasons than others,some have joined to make a difference,others to finally be truly accepeted in a group. I joined for the most selfish of reasons,I can admit,but no matter what our reasons for joining are we are all thriving to accomplish the same goal."
Looking around the room,"I think you should hear from someone that is close to you,maybe you should consult your brother for advice. When a difficult choice needs to be made sometimes a little advice from a loved one can clear the murky waters."
Taking advantage of the moment,"My friends,we have ventured into the bowels of the very earthe we walk upon every day of our lives,we have met new friends and seen great things. I think difficult choices would be made more bearable,after a little celebration. So let us eat drink and be merry!" Drawing his lyre from his back he immediatly begins to strum it's delicate strings with his tiny fingers.(Perform 25)
He plays his lyre,tells jokes,sings,juggles and even does a short tumbling routine.The tiny figure seems to have an endless supply of energy,even though there are clearly peaks and valleys in the quality of what can only be called his one gnome show,it is evident that he is pouring his heart and soul into this performance. And he continues alternating his entertainment selection as long as the has an audience.(Perform Comedy 10 Perform Singing 23 Sleight of Hand 15 Jump 6 Tumble 12 Con Check 14 to keep up the intensity of his performance)
Eiras Tuesday December 14th, 2004 3:15:27 PM
Eiras listens and watches the antics, his face giving away nothing, nor does he offer any other words.
Kashmari Tuesday December 14th, 2004 3:18:25 PM
Kashmari studies the lady goddess. Kashmari is almost awed by the lady.
"Yes, please do send your Herald to speak with me. I have need of his insight."
Kashmari will treat the goddess the same as any other person of rank. The fact that she even exists bothers Kashmari quite a bit however, now she will be forced to have to rethink how she sees the world and the beings that affect it.
The psion listens to Namfoodle's council and nods slowly.
"My brother and I will be discussing this at length I assure you my friend. Though neither he nor I are much used to serving others only on the basis of an ideology."
"Selflessness isn't an impulse I follow very often Namfoodle, and we all make a difference in the world just by living and thinking. I must say that my reasons for doing want I do must be selfish as well."
Kashmari leaves to find a quiet place to consider everything she has heard and seen, and to make a decision; hopefully after having has a chance to learn how that unusual psion that is also a herald deals with the conflicts he surely must have had. She will motion for her brother to join her if he wishes.
Before going too far she does say to Henri,
"we might still train together, but I believe that you will find me woefully inadequate as a sparring partner." She chuckles as she leaves the group for a few hours.
Aelanthir Tuesday December 14th, 2004 3:27:59 PM
Aelanthir slowly contemplates everything that has been happening and what has been said he then turns and walks over to Kashmari. "Kashmari, I am willing to join as they declair themselves as a neutral force not wanting to see either group get ahead of the other. I am also going on my compulsion for acquireing knowledge and magic as you well know I can't just seem to pass up."
Aelanthir will then move over towards the Heralds and lay everything that needs to be identified out for the Herald to look at.
OOC: I will be sending out a division sheet for the treasure we have recieved as soon as everything has been identified. I would like everyone to let me know what they would like to claim once I have sent out the sheet please.
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Tuesday December 14th, 2004 7:15:17 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart simply waits for everyone to ponder their answer.
Mykell Zweihand Tuesday December 14th, 2004 8:35:08 PM
Mykell shakes his head as he listens to everything that is said and sighs softly as he nods, "Well, I have already agreed to join so that is that. Everything is fine as is for me, no need to explain this more."
Mykell walks by, tapping Kashmari on the shoulder as he has ignored the goddess's beauty, "Maybe later I can see about some food for us if you wouldn't mind having a meal with me m'lady."
Sir Henri Wednesday December 15th, 2004 5:12:52 AM
The paladin looks as if hes in deep meditation, bet he is listening as to everybody's answers.
Justin Webber (DM) Talks Ending and Renewed Life Given Wednesday December 15th, 2004 11:16:28 AM
The lady shakes her as everyone moves off to do their own thing and looks to Karfax and Kalie before speaking to them, "Kalie, to the North they are of need of your services. A small town is being built in the wilderness and is or will be attacked. You know what to do, followers of mine are in the mix and will play a great role later in our keeping balance."
Kalie grins and steps back, suddenly flexing her wings as slowly battle armor forms around her and a single rapier rests in her right hand, "Divine protetion and judgement will be made this day m'lady."
The lady shakes her head, "No going over board this time, evil or not the enemy does deserve mercy even from a hardened battle Herald."
Kalie grins and begins flapping her wings as she takes lift off and calls out, "When you send me m'lady then you know the need of help if great. I have never failed and leave excellence. I'm Kalie of the Crown." With that Kalie speads off to the North, her rapier glinting breifly in the light.
Karfax shakes his head as he speaks, "If only she wasn't so excellent in her work at times. I know she believe in leaving no enemy standing and then you leave no threat but still. M'lady maybe you should send Nordis too."
The lady nods and thinks it over, "Your right, Nordis hasn't been out for some time and his healing arts may be of great use. Nordis of the Light will go too. I leave you to this work Karfax and then you must head back to your homelands. Things will need sorting there."
Karfax nods and smiles, "As you wish m'lady, my silver tongue and ability of truth will prevail in the task. Now on to this treasure for these folks."
Karfax runs a finger nail over each item layed infront of him. The long nail making a soft scratching noise but leaving no mark at all as he whispers and talks to himself. After bit he pulls out a ink pen and paper and writes in his own language what each item is and hands it to whoever is close. (the writting is in oriental script)
(Items are as follows) Longsword1: (longsword+2, 30ft sight, cast darkness 3 times a day. Wants to defend the weak. Longsword Int:12 Wis:12 Cha:10)
Wand2: Wand of cure moderate wounds charges:34 ------------------------------------------------
Longsword1 now that it's identified begins a strange effect though, Henri can feel a pull to it as if the longsword is calling him, telling him to take it. (Will:16 to resist the call.)
Karfax smiles and slowly stands as he speaks to the person he gave the paper too, "My duty calls but the man who is coming to speak to Kashmari will speak more to you." Karfax now turns and walks to a shadow that glows slightly now and walks through it, vanishing quickly from sight.
The lady however walks into the temple now, letting the group to their own things.
Kashmari finds a new suprise when she enters her room. A tall high elf stands in her room with his back to her and he seems to be staring out the window. This man seems different from all the priests or even the Heralds in the sense that he wears a dark gray nobleman's clothes with silver bordering. His strange for a elf, black hair is tied back in a pony tail and a single rapier rests at his him.
The man does turn around when Kashmari enters her room or even speak but the door does shut, softly on it's own and a chair slides over to Kashmari, stopping just at her feet. The man still having not turned now finally speaks, "My mistress says you need to speak to someone like you, am I right?" The man's voice sounds noble even and it is quite clear by his standing that he must be.
The man waits only alittle bit for Kashmari's answer before speaking again, "So, you wonder of your own kind is it? Psionicists? You have not been to the city I would take it called the "Spire"." (Kashmari can make a knowledge psionics check of DC:12 to know she has heard legends of a small floating island that is rumored to be ruled by psionicist. The place is even rumored to have a council of psionicists who decide on various issues for the psionic people.) The man now turns to looks at Kashmari, his almost hawk like eyes looking at her closely before he speaks again, "So many thoughts, so many possiblities...right?....if this a fluke? is he just a mage with mind magics or a very good guesser maybe? what to do? where to go? So many questions is there not?" The man now sits down in a chair also, crossing his hands gently infront of him as he gazes at Kashmari, "Forgive me for not introducing myself, I am Hindro Kren'des Efestal. As you may guess I work for the lady you met or atleast assist her in matters that I can. In my off time I spend time usually perfecting my skill for Laden one day must answer to his master if I'm so lucky as to meet him again myself. I can simply offer advice to you though as a psionicist her really hasn't chosen her way is a loose mind in which needs to be given a path. The question is, which path is currect for you? My path lead me to one of helping people and in doing so it has helped me obtain more control and power and finally having seen the Spire. For Laden it was to obtain power also but to use it to destroy and kill. For those in the Spire most seek to just live, learn and master their skills where some of them also wish to leave and see the world, find their own place in whatever form it is. An you, what will be your path? tell me you concerns, tell me what you wish...I have a sense of wanting to meet more of your own type but is that all?" The man waits now silently for Kashmari to speak, his patience seeming to great as if he has all the time in the world.
A gem on the man's sword does cetch Kashmari's eye and it is clearly a psionic recepticle stone.
(OOC:Letting everyone enjoy their down time for now. Hey everyone, role play, this is your chance to let your character's personality shine, or let a soft spot show, what ever you wish.)
Sir Henri d20+7=15 Wednesday December 15th, 2004 12:35:22 PM
The paladin watches as Karfax finger nail goes over the treasure, Then Henri sences a pull weak at first, But then growing stronger like a lovely song of a bird. It grows until he cannot no longer resist, he picks up the sword and ask Karfax "May I take this sword? It seem to want me."
Marek Isentomb Wednesday December 15th, 2004 6:23:49 PM
Marek feels right now sleep is needed, he just joined an abviously powerful organization with far reaching ramifications.
To the group he says, "I suggest we sleep on it and divide the treasure in the morning."
Marek goes to bed.
Kashmari d20+14=27 d20+14=16 d20+11=27 Wednesday December 15th, 2004 6:52:40 PM
Kashmari enters her room and moves just beyond the door; where she stops. The door closing on its own doesn't bother her one bit. The psion is indeed surprised by her visitor but hopefully she has overcome that reaction before the man turns to face her.
Immediately the half-elven psion takes note of the Elven man's clothing and demeanor. You could suppose that she is somehow 'appraising' him. So far as she can tell he seems normal for an Elf; except that something is different. Something that Kashmari cannot quite figure out. Kashmari cannot imagine that it would be psionics that would come across as unusual, so what is it? 'Thanks be that he has a great sense of fashion.'
Kashmari ignores the offered chair for now. She does answer his first question quickly, "Correct. Word certainly travels fast. Your lady must have some very lofty agenda to put such a high priority on my doubts. I was not expecting to be graced with a visit from Elven nobility." Kashmari decides to opt for honesty, pure and simple.
She listens to all of the questions he is presuming she has wondered about. When the opportunity arises she will answer a few of them.
"It is not so much that I wonder about other psionicists. It is more that I have not met more than a scant few in all of my travels," Kashmari certain recalls hearing about the Spire, "I have heard of the Spire, but left it considered a mere utopia - a dream or legend if you wish."
The clearer it becomes to her that Master Efestal must be another psion; and seemingly a powerful one, the more excited she becomes. If he is as perceptive as he claims he won't miss that.
"For all I know about you - which is of course nothing. You could be any of the things you said. However I somehow do not believe that your Goddess would waste your time, sending you here if you didn't have something in common with me. Since only a psionicist who found it viable to believe in a Preternatural entity could possibly sway my opinions and solve my doubts."
Finally Kashmari decides to sit down. She never once stops looking at the Herald. She is not about to come across as nervous or lacking in strength of will. After he finally introduces himself Kashmari allows herself a small smile.
"I suppose I hardly need to say anything about myself. Certainly your Lady has told you all you need to know about me," she smiles charmingly, "however just in case she decided to be secretive, my name is Kashmari Willowholm."
She briefly contemplates what Hindro says about lifepaths. "What makes you think that I do not already follow a path? Granted I work for others solving their problems for gold rather than selfless martyrism. Does the role of Herald necessarily involve having to want to save others whether they wish it or not?"
Her face shows an expression of polite challenge.
"While on the subject of heralds... how do you reconcile what you are and all that being a psion entails with submitting your will to an entity beyond yourself?" This is one of the key questions keeping Kashmari from excepting any offer of joining the heralds. Her body language does subtlely reflect this.
"I will admit that one of my concerns is most certainly losing myself; my right to determine my own path as you call it. I don't have a great need for power. Self understanding is what I care for; and loyalty to my brother. I just cannot see any true benefit to serving your Lady. I dare say that we should be able to do what is necessary on our own?"
Kashmari leans forward in her chair, "tell me what would I gain from her offer that I could not achieve on my own? A sense of belonging would be a good thing I am sure, but I already have that with my brother. Seeing the Spire; and knowing that it truly exists would be a wonder, but I could live without that," Kashmari pauses before admitting, "I do often miss having some one who can honestly understand me and what I am capable of achieving. You seem to know quite a bit about me. Which path do you think I would be suited to?"
She remembers the demons in the Shadow Boundary and wonders if that will be mentioned. Naturally Kashmari would love to hear some of his person history and more about him, since he surely must have an interesting life. Now Kashmari politely waits to see if Hindro can actually prove to her that joining the Heralds is the right thing to do. Hopefully he can also tell her how she can personally benefit from such a choice. She feels that if anyone can understand her hesitation if would have to be him.
((the Spire)Knowledge Psionics 27, (taking note of the stone on the weapon) Knowledge Psionics 16, Psicraft 27)
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Wednesday December 15th, 2004 6:57:16 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (6 Hours extended, rod used, cast in the morning)
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Detect Magic, Create Water x2 First Level: Detect Snares and Pits, Produce Flame, Obscuring Mist Second Level: None Rod: 2/3 used Pearl 1: Unused
(Note: Justin, Hart never introduced himself to the Heralds, and he won't. He doesn't often use his name or others names.) The satyr eyes the robe and leather armor with some curiousity. The potions and wands don't interest him, however, if the wands aren't claimed, he'll carry them. He stands, sets down his flute and clops over to the suit of armor and feels the quality, then feels the quality of the armor he has on. "I am interested een thees armor. The armor I am wearing will go eento the pile eef I can oos thees armor." He doesn't look twice at the swords. If no one objects, Hart will take the new armor and replace it with the old armor. As far as he is concerned, the items found as a group remain the groups unless otherwise stated.
The party should know now what Hart's opinion is on treasure, gold and belongings. His philosophy is as follows, 'When you take, you should give. Many peoples think, "Eef you make eet, take eet or buy eet eet's yours." Everything belongs to nature. We own nothing, nature owns us.'
(OOC: The armor he currently wears was part of the last loot in July, it is a +1 shadow leather armor, adds +5 to hide checks, doesn't stack with cloaks of elvenkind)
Spirit plays with the robe, hiding in and out of the sleeves.
Loran watches the people around him looking at the pieces of pointy metal and wonders what is so interesting. He cocks his head frequently.
Hart suggests that he goes fishing later. He asks where the nearest and best pond is for fishing.
Hart(45/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Thursday December 16th, 2004 5:07:06 AM
The satyr realizes the group is apart currently and decides that he'll wait for everyone to be here to answer his question about the armor.
Sir Henri Thursday December 16th, 2004 6:37:34 AM
The paladin answers Hart's question. "If it talks to you or if you feel it want you. Then take it." Henri feel the sword, polishs the blade to a miorror finish. Then goes to his room for his prayers and sleep.
Eiras Thursday December 16th, 2004 8:09:49 AM
"I wouldn't mind the cloak of elvenkind and a healing draught," Eiras mentions before he heads back to the quarters for some rest.
Mykell Zweihand Thursday December 16th, 2004 9:50:01 AM
Mykell goes to do his own thing while everyone else does. He does spend alot of time practicing by himself. Mykell seems to like his new fighting style of using the heavy wooden sheath as a secondary weapon.
After a small practice he walks to his room and kneels on the floor and begins praying gently, mainly to clear his mind.
After all this he will seek out some food and see if he can possibly get something special scrounged up to share with Kashmari.
Marek Isentomb Thursday December 16th, 2004 6:26:24 PM
AFter a night of fitless sleep, Marek has come to a singular conclusion. First and foremost he is a thrill seeker of high adventurer now possibly embarking on the most challenging adventure of his life. The powers involved and at what levels are truly not relevant, only the matter and task at hand. To think too much on the greater ramifications will certainly just hurt his head.
Marek, with a fresh out look if not the same dirty physical look, returns to the group gathering room at breakfast to discuss future moves and the treasure from the earlier victory.
"I would have the chainmail and one of the curing potions." he offers, "The rest while holds interest is not of as much importance"
Kashmari (treasure note) Friday December 17th, 2004 5:14:35 AM
Kashmari would only be interested in: -Cloak2: cloak of charisma+2 -any of the cure potions -maybe even the Barkskin +3 potion?
The rest of the treasure hold items she either already has or cannot use.
Justin Webber (DM) Nights and Mornings Again Friday December 17th, 2004 10:39:16 AM
Some of the group has finally set off for sleep while others still go about their own thing and Kashmari has her meeting with Hindro.
Henri finds that the sword he has just gotten enjoys being in the paladin's presence and even at one point speaks mentally to the paladin, "I think we will make a fine team for now Henri." The sword speaking may of been a shock but no matter how much Henri tries to get it to talk again he just can't seem to get it to speak but there is always the pressence of not letting the sword go in Henri's head (Not letting it go in the sense of selling it, etc.) Karfax does in turn after watching Henri and the sword speak up before he leaves, "Sir, you have the sword of our departed friend. Will you please hand it over to me so I can see that it returns to his family?"
Hindro listens to what Kashmari says and reaches up to rub his chin as he thinks over her comments, "My mistress started seeking me out once my true powers began. I know she is a goddess and something quite stronger then me but I would like to see peace brought to the psionicists of the world. The Spire exists as a safe haven for them since many people consider our powers as...well, something less then good. You weren't born yet when the rumors were being spread of psionics going to take over the powers of magic or replace them. That sparked a giant fight between us and magic users. How very interesting that you can use psionics and yet your brother uses magics. A very interesting thing in deed and part of why the Spire watches you and a few others."
Hindro stretches and stands slowly to his full height, "Being a member of the Herald's offers the chance of doing good I know but it offers money for the user, steady money which as you know is hard to find at times. An the chance of seeing wonders not every adventuerer would ever dream of. The Spire for instance is limited access only. The great temple of Poi that is under the ocean is another...ahh I have forgotten you do not know of the temple of Poi. That temple trains people in all arts so they can become the best in the world. Karfax studied there for 20 years or more." Hindor walks by Kashmari slowly and pats her shoulder once, "It is hard to explain to someone young why she should join the Heralds. If you were seeking to just do good deeds, get your reputation boosted, make plentyo f money in doing so then there is plenty....however I can say maybe a couple things that will get you interested. Join and you would see me more and I can try to help you with your powers, you could train with me once you obtained the ability to grow in power. You also would meet Ledan again for you and your friends are already marked targets by the Seekers of Darkness and I believe you will get to see the Spire some day in the future....many mysteries await you and many trials. You hold the key but you must decide which door to open." Hindro walks to the door of Kashmari's room and it swings open for him without him touching it, "Rest and decde later. You have lots to think about, many decisions to make. Something for you lays on your desk by your bed. Farwell till morning." With that said Hindro leaves the room and the door shuts behind him silently. On the desk of Kashmari's desk is a small crystal clear gem that Kashmari can swear would hold some psionic energy is she wanted to let it hold some. ------------------------------------------------
With all the meetings and talks over the night slowly passes and before long though the day breaks again and birds can be heard chirping as day light begins slowly filtering through the windows of the rooms.
Members of the group slowly rise from their beds and meet to discuss the treasure or whatever their normal morning rituals may be.
Mykell is able to find with some gold as a tip a priest that gets him a bottle of wine and a nice selection of food.
(Jay:Did I mess up and have one of the Herald's use Hart's name? if I did then sorry about that. I didn't do what I meant to do and through in a Will check since the goddess was going to scan each persons mind for atleast their name if one isn't given but I forgot to do that so that didn't happen.)
Sir Henri Friday December 17th, 2004 12:01:16 PM
After the paladin has wash off the dirt of the day, Prayers are all said. He pick up his new sword with gentel hand, turning it this way and that way, swishing it a few times. the Sword seen to speak to him, but not in sound words. The sword seem to talk to him from inside his head, Like the time his God Palor wanted him in his fold. Henri talk to the sword, nothing not a though. Then He tries to think to the sword 'what is you name? what shall I call you?". Still nothing.
As he is so busy with his new sword, Henri did nor hear Karfax come into his cubical, only when Karfax ask him about the Samari's Sword. "Oh! I almost for got about the promise I made to his memory. The paladin serches in his belonging but it's not there. Then he remembers he put it with his Celestrial War Horse Flash! "Sir! I don't have it right now, But I'll have it first thing tomorow morning. If that's alright with you."
In the morning the paladin dresses himself in a shirt, pants, boots and his tunic. Out he goes in to the big field, raising his hands to the sky, he calls out "Flash! My beloved friend, Come to me, I need you." Out of the heavens come a flash of lightning and there in frount of him, stands his horse ready for his master. Henry's hand does in between the saddle and the blanket. There in his hands is the sword wrap, in a blue satin wraping is the Samari's Sword. Henri turns to see Karfax standing there ready to receive the sword. "Here is his sword, He died bravely saving all of us from Evil."
Mykell Zweihand Friday December 17th, 2004 5:34:11 PM
Mykell smiles as he was able to get some special food and some wine to share with Kashmari and makes his way to her room. He happily tips the priest abit more money to help bring the wine and food to Kashmari's room.
Once at Kashmari's room Mykell coughs abit and brushes imaginary dust and wrinkles from the front of his traditional samurai armor and then knocks on the door, waiting for her to answer before entering with the food and wine and has it laid on the table in her room. Mykell smiles abit nervously and speaks up, "Morning Kashmari, I thought you might like a nice meal and maybe abit of company. I mean, you were thinking about things pretty hard yesterday so if you rather be alone then I understand." Mykell motions to the wine and food that the priest lays out on the table before the priest leaves, "I was able to come up with some fruit and even some eggs an abit of ham and the priest was nice enough to find a light bottle of wine." Mykell now bows low to Kashmari which is common tradition for his race.
Kashmari d20+4=16 d20+14=33 Friday December 17th, 2004 6:46:59 PM
Kashmari has just barely woken up when she hears a knock at her door. She rolls out of bed and combs her fingers repeatedly through her long blonde hair until it looks nice enough. She quickly straightens the bedclothes, and her nightgown.
The half-elven woman opens her door wearing just a thin shift made of soft pearlessent light grey silk. The shift is not very long, it goes down to almost her knees. The light, shimmering silk clings to her shapely body in all of the right places. She looks as lovely as ever, but perhaps not as blindingly beautiful as the Goddess did last night?
Kashmari somehow mangages to hide her surprise and dons an amused smile instead. She stands framed in the doorway for a few seconds before opening her door wide enough for Mykell and his 'hired help' to enter. They have already had a good look at her so why do something silly like try and hide behind the door? She calmly ties her slightly messed up hair back into a loose pony-tail; the tying leather is tied low on the pony-tail almost near the pony-tail's end. Kashmari does have the good grace to be blushing very lightly herself, but the lighting is maybe not goos enough for that to show??
With a low laugh she comments, "Had I known I would have visitors so early in the morning I would have dressed for the occasion. You are welcome to come in or not..."
Of course it is clear that she just got up if one bothers to look around the room. Kashmari doesn't seem the least bit bothered about her attire. She doesn't have anything to put on over her nightgown anyway. The psion sits noticably lady-like on the chair nearest the window. She has an expectant; and still amused, expression on her face as she waits to hear how bothered Mykell might be. Kashmari is clearly amused by the priest's reactions though, since he could hardly possibly ignore her appearence. She half expects at least the priest to refuse to enter. The contrast between Mykell's armor and her 'state of "undress"' is almost funny to the psion.
"Mykell I would be interested in hearing why you chose to opt for becoming a Herald. *she raises an eyebrow in question* Or would you rather wait until I am more appropriately dressed?"
Kashmari idly picks up the unusual crystal from her desk and studies it almost intently. Patiently she waits for some form of reply. She absolutely recognizes the crystal's potential as a psionic device.
(Appraise 16, Knowledge Psionics 33)
Tyal Friday December 17th, 2004 8:22:07 PM
Tyal finds himself up early the next morning and outside of the building. He is just wandering around aimlessly as he ponders over the turn of events.
Though he has kept to himself a lot lately he cannot help but wonder as to what the others had thought of joining the Heralds. Still he was not going to ask any of them. He even wonders what the lady will decide on this day or if she can come to a decision. "My life has always been run by a Goddess...but Inana does not press herself until battle is before me...she rarely favors any side even if her priests are on one side."
Hart(54/64 hps) and Loran d20+16=21 d4=3 d4=3 d20+17=23 Friday December 17th, 2004 8:35:32 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 8 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 4 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds, Speak with Animals Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold, Brambles Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
(OOC: No Justin, you didn't use his name that I know of. I was simply reminding you about his little quirk. He doesn't often use someones actual name.)
Hart rests completely that night, healing up and readying himself for the new tasks ahead, the tasks that may be appointed by the Heralds of Light upon the satyr. (Natural healing, 5HD creature and 4 druid levels, heals 9 hps.)
Spirit disappears sometime before dinner.
Loran leaves the structure in the evening and hunts for dinner, returning just before dawn.
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The next morning, Hart rises early, as usual and goes out for a morning walk to find a quiet place for prayer and renewal of spells. He searches for berries and another nice piece of wood for another instrument. (Knowledge nature 21) He returns to the building and goes off to his room. The satyr is alone with his thoughts for the first time since he started on this journey.
Playing his flute, he contemplates what the Heralds want for the world and wonders if he should believe them. He thinks about the Darkness and the Boundary, the group he is with, and the balance within it. Thinking. 'These people are confusing and irritating, but for once, I don't mind spending time with others. I do desperately need out of this unnatural city.'
A few hours later as everyone else is rising, he returns to the room with the treasure and the like, the old armor with him. "I weell put thees armor een the pile, eef I can use the newest leather."
(OOC: The old armor he currently wears was part of the last loot in July, it is a +1 shadow leather armor, adds +5 to hide checks, doesn't stack with cloaks of elvenkind)
At about mid-morning, around 10, he casts goodberry, twice(getting 6 goodberries), on the bunch of berries he found earlier that morning. He summons Spirit back (using the rod). The little semi-translucent figure dances around and materializes fully, hugging Hart's thigh.
Hart rummages in his pack and begins to reorganize, at the same time, removing what looks to be breakfast. Hickory nuts, mushroom wine and salted cod and to finish it off, he chews a lotus petal(running low in supply). He removes a partial bottle of Elven Aleeian Wine, the bottle he shared a few night back, and sets it on top of the old armor. After he cleans out his pack, he sits cross legged and plays a calming tune on the new flute for everyone as they eat (perform 23).
Eiras Saturday December 18th, 2004 11:55:58 AM
"I wondor where our fortunes will lead us, tying our fate to the Heralds," Eiras ponders aloud to the others of the group.
Mykell Zweihand Sunday December 19th, 2004 6:22:54 PM
Mykell at first doesn't notice that Kashmari isn't in normal clothes but once it hits him he quickly steps infront of her while the priest brings in the food. Mykell being in his armor and covers any sight of Kashmari pretty well and his back is to her as to cover the blush on his face.
After the priest has left the room Mykell leaves his back to Kashmari and speaks gently as his eyes train on the table and the food as to not go wondering around, "Actually I can wait while you dress, out of the room of course out of respect."
Mykell steps into the hall and shuts the door silently and await Kashmari to tell him to come back in. When he is finally able to enter his face is only lightly pink from earlier.
Kashmari Sunday December 19th, 2004 6:46:02 PM
Kashmari does something completely uncharacteristic - she howls with laughter. Mykell can hear muffled (through the door), continued but less spontaneous laughter as the overly amused half-elven woman dresses.
Kashmari finds a particularly flattering, form-hugging, soft blue cote-hardie gown with loose, flared "trompet" sleeves - beautifully embroidered. The "collar" consists of a wide embroidered band that enables the gown to be designed so her shoulders remain bare. She wears a matching embroidered belt resting on her hips. She brushes her hair carefully and ties it back nearly the same way as earlier; but now her hair is tied back into a short loose braid with the hair below the tie remaining a pony-tail. She wears a silver filigree choker as her only jewelry. In essence she might as well be making an appearence at some royal court, rather than a simple breakfast.
Kashmari opens the door again and sits down on the same chair as earlier. She expects Mykell to close the door behind himself after entering. Now she looks almost regal, and very much a Lady. This is the way she actually prefers to dress when she gets the chance. Though her travelling leathers and silks are more often worn than anything; but such is life for a merc.
"I imagine that this is far more preferable to you Mykell? I couldn't help but note the terribly bright color on your cheeks."
The psion is trying hard not to break into peals of laughter again.
"Wine?" She asks Mykell as she fills her own glass.
Kashmari (addendum) Sunday December 19th, 2004 6:51:34 PM
Kashmari will ask if there are any questions he wants to ask her. She will answer what she feels is necessary (on a need to know basis). She will not say whether or she will join the Heralds - she will say "wait and see" instead. Kashmari will of course be friendly in demeanour and try to make this a pleasant meal with hopefully interesting chit-chat.
Fern Sunday December 19th, 2004 11:48:06 PM
Fern spends the night reading books from the temple's library (if she's allowed to take any to her room) eating, and sleeping. In the morning she mends her clothes before bathing. She will practice her archery and swordfighting with anyone who is willing.
ooc: sorry for not posting, what's the nonmagical treasure we have gathered this time?
Marek Isentomb Monday December 20th, 2004 9:20:00 AM
Marek hits the breakfast table with a vengence. If it appears edible in ends up on his plate and is even quicker to find his mouth. You'd think he had not eaten in days. Occassionally, if the food is piping hot he would pause to grab a utensil, otherwise a leather gauntleted hand seems to suffice.
After ravenging his breakfast, Marek takes a large drink of water and fires across the table at teh populace in general.
"All right we got some treasure to split up and from what I have heard no real conflicts of interest. The Satyr is getting the leather and putting his back in the pot soto speak, Henri is taking the one long sword, me the chain mail and its too early in the morning for me to remember what else has been claimed."
Justin Webber (DM) Breakfast&Treasure Monday December 20th, 2004 10:08:17 AM
Breakfast commences with the group and a large variety of food is placed on the table for the group to tear into. Most of it being fruits but there is some meat, eggs and bread in the line up also. As breakfast goes the subject of how the treasure should be split comes up and who gets what.
(OOC:All non magical treasure was each not worth taking *ie, broken in combat, etc*)
Mykell and Kashmari have a nice breakfast in Kashmari's room. Talking about this and that as they eat.
Kashmari (treasure note, just reiterating this in case it gets missed) Monday December 20th, 2004 5:44:28 PM
Kashmari would only be interested in: -Cloak2: cloak of charisma+2 -any of the cure potions -maybe even the Barkskin +3 potion?
The rest of the treasure hold items she either already has or cannot use.
Hart(54/64 hps), Spirit and Loran Monday December 20th, 2004 6:15:25 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 8 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 4 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds, Speak with Animals Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold, Brambles Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
At breakfast, having eaten already, Hart picks at the fruit on the table. Removing a chalice from his pack, he says a few words and the cup fills, on its own, with wine. He drinks.
Spirit moves about, just happy to be back.
Loran swoops out of no where and grabs a hunk of meat off the table.
Also just reiterating what Hart currently has... Wearing- New Leather armor+2 silent moves Carrying for the party- Wand of cure moderate wounds 34 charges
He has also added a +1 shadow leather armor to the pile of treasure.
Aelanthir Monday December 20th, 2004 7:23:42 PM
Aelanthir looks at the others then says "I am going to claim the potions of haste and counterspell plus the wand of darkness."
Aelanthir picks up the two items and places them in his pack.
Mykell Zweihand Monday December 20th, 2004 8:52:31 PM
Mykell enjoys the meal with Kashmari, watching her as he eats and thinking before speaking, "We both have some things in common. Like your abilities are a mystery and I suppose something you can't talk much about. My abilities are a mystery to many people too or atleast my way of life, and beliefs."
Mykell sips abit of his wine before thinking and grinning, "I have a great idea. Maybe I can get Namfoodle to play some music from where I come from and I can show you and the others abit of my culture." Mykell smiles and pulls out what looks like a pair of sticks that look to be hinged together and flips it open to reveal a oriental fan with a painting of a sunset on the paper fan area. He holds the fan out to Kashmari, "A gift for you. I was going to give it to you sooner."
Mykell after Kashmari eats and has abit to drink stands and motions to the door, "Shall we see if Namfoodle will play some music from where I'm from so I can give abit of a show for everyone? Surely you and everyone will enjoy it."
Marek Isentomb Tuesday December 21st, 2004 12:00:35 AM
As no objections seem to be forthcoming, Marek moves forward and claims the elven chainmail and cure serious potion. He does not change right there however, but folds the armor and lays in on the floor next to him at the table. The potion he stows in a belt pouch.
"We still have several longswords, the robe, the cloak, a curing potion, a barkskin potion and the saytr's original leather. Kash has mentioned the cloak and both potions, but what of you Mykell, Fern and Tyal? Anything hold your interest. If not I could always use a magical backup weapon and the Merciful blade would suit that purpose well."
OOC below is the item list for easy reference and who has laid claim on what
Longsword1: (longsword+2, 30ft sight, cast darkness 3 times a day. Wants to defend the weak. Longsword Int:12 Wis:12 Cha:10) Claimed by Sir Henri
Longsword2: (longsword+1 frost effect)
Longsword3: (longsword+1 holy effect)
Longsword4: (Longsword+2 merciful)
Robe1: (Robe+1 spell resistence 13)
Chainmail1: (Elven chainmail+2) Claimed by Marek
Leather armor1: (Leather armor+2 silent moves) Claimed by Hart
Cloak1: cloak of elvenkind claimed by Eiras
Cloak2: cloak of charisma+2 Claimed by Kashmari
Potion1: Couterspell claimed by Aelanthir Potion2: Cure Moderate Wounds claimed by Eiras Potion3: Cure moderate Wounds claimed by Kashmari Potion4: Cure serious wounds claimed by Marek Potion5: Haste claimed by Aelanthir
Potion6: Barkskin+3 claimed by Kashmari
Wand1: Wand of Darkness charges:24 claimed by Aelanthir
+1 shadow leather armor
Sir Henri Tuesday December 21st, 2004 5:04:17 AM
The paladin leaves the field, to let his horse feed. He enter the house to go to breackfast with the others. Enters the room, sits at an empty place and serves himself. He will drink milk or water, but nothing that will mess with his mind.
He look up from his plate and ask "Well! What is the news of the day??"
Eiras Tuesday December 21st, 2004 8:49:10 AM
"I will take the holy longsword, it will be useful against the demons," Eiras says, picking up the scabbarded sword and holding it in his hand for now.
Fern Tuesday December 21st, 2004 1:36:22 PM "I dont really need any of the weapons. I have a +1 longsword, and while the other swords are a bit better I really need a good bow. After everyone is done choosing may I trade one of the swords for a bow?"
Fern says as she eats porridge with milk, honey, and spices.
Huur is eating a bit of meat outside.
"I also need a few days to visit my teacher who's training a giant eagle for me."
ooc: justin how far are we from the trainer? Can I now ride the eagle?
Kashmari Tuesday December 21st, 2004 5:45:24 PM
Kashmari eats her breakfast at a leisurely tempo; she sips her wine slowly as well.
"I can speak of psionics if I wish. It is not a taboo subject after all. I choose not to speak of it because there are perhaps not many who would care to listen and learn. Also coming across as somewhat 'mystic' is not a bad thing."
Kashmari smiles softly at Mykell, "if you wish to learn more about psionics; and care to take the time, then please don't hesitate to ask me."
Kashmari accepts the gift of the fan. She takes time to admire the art work, and wonder what the reason for the gift is. The psion seems slightly taken aback as Mykell determines to make a hasty exit, by suggesting some entertainment.
"Why do you feel a need to give me a gift Mykell? I am flattered and I do not mean to seem an ingrate, but I do not understand what has prompted this."
Smiling she closes the fan and slides it into her belt pouch.
"Namfoodle will hardly pass up an opportunity to entertain," Kashmari ends with a low chuckle before exiting her room. She wonders at Mykell's behaviour, but does not ask any further questions at this time.
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When joining the others she will accept the cloak of charisma if everyone is fine with that. She will have no trouble with anyone claiming any of the potions if that would be more fair.
If there are any empty chairs at the table she will sit down and try to catch up on what the others are discussing. Some may note that she has dressed vastly different today from her usual travelling garb.
Hart, Spirit and Loran Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 1:48:11 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 6 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 3 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart looks at the rest of the new gear and wonders out loud. "No one ees taking the pointy metals?" He quirks an eyebrow. "Eenteresting."
Spirit kicks at the swords on the table.
Loran flies back to the staff and falls asleep with a full stomach.
Marek Isentomb Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 9:32:57 AM
Marek gives the merciful weapon a few test swings before returning it to its sheath and then places it with the folded elven chain. Glancing at Fern he takes the last longsword and gives the sheathed weapon a quick flip towards her. "All ya need to do is ask."
"No one wants the robe then or the old shadow armor? I say we then sell those to the guild we just joined, surely there's a wizard and rogue out there who'd buy them."
"So that takes care of treasure and food which leaves us with planning our next move. Besides not resurrecting a dragon-god, anyone got any ideas on what that move might be?"
OOC below is the item list for easy reference and who has laid claim on what
Longsword1: (longsword+2, 30ft sight, cast darkness 3 times a day. Wants to defend the weak. Longsword Int:12 Wis:12 Cha:10) Claimed by Sir Henri
Longsword2: (longsword+1 frost effect) Claimed by Fern
Longsword3: (longsword+1 holy effect) claimed by Eiras
Longsword4: (Longsword+2 merciful) Claimed by Marek
Robe1: (Robe+1 spell resistence 13)
Chainmail1: (Elven chainmail+2) Claimed by Marek
Leather armor1: (Leather armor+2 silent moves) Claimed by Hart
Cloak1: cloak of elvenkind claimed by Eiras
Cloak2: cloak of charisma+2 Claimed by Kashmari
Potion1: Couterspell claimed by Aelanthir Potion2: Cure Moderate Wounds claimed by Eiras Potion3: Cure moderate Wounds claimed by Kashmari Potion4: Cure serious wounds claimed by Marek Potion5: Haste claimed by Aelanthir
Potion6: Barkskin+3 claimed by Kashmari
Wand1: Wand of Darkness charges:24 claimed by Aelanthir
+1 shadow leather armor
Jay B(OOC:Hart) Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 10:50:08 AM
OOC: In that list of goodies, you keep forgetting the Wand of Cure Moderate Wounds that Hart said he'd carry for the party. :)
Justin Webber (DM) Entertainment Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 1:00:54 PM
The group continues to talk about this and that, mainly treasure. Finally Kashmari and Mykell join the group in the feasting hall and Mykell asks Namfoodle if he could play some oriental type music or knows anything of that type of music.
Nothing of real note at the moment in the feast hall, some priests sit about the hall eating and talking about this and that. A few of the priests are talking of the tiny dragon that showed up and then turned into the goddess you all spoke too but other wise nothing is going on yet.
A lady priest does approach Hart and looks at him a few moments almost shyly. Hart can figure the priest lady is probably no older then 17 and before long she finally speaks, "I uhh...you see...I'm sorry for staring...I never seen one of your kind before." The lady's cheeks are flushed deep red now as she mumbles almost to low for Hart to hear, "Can I feel your horns? I seen a unicorn horn once, High Priest Bale was given one by a unicorn friend of his....I was wondering if your horn is like the unicorns?"
A priest also approaches Henri as he sits and had asked about rumors and such. The priest is a big beefy looking man and at his waist is a large mace that looks just abit over sized, "You serve a different god then us don't you? Is your god stronger then ours? hmmm, you look like alittle waif of a man, how about showing me how strong you are with a arm wrestling contest." The priest now sits down hard and slams his elbow on the table with his hand up to grasp Henri's in a armwrestling position.
Sir Henri d20+9=24 Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 3:42:02 PM
The paladin is sitting wondering if he should ask for the robe also, when a big Burly Priest interoups his though. The pe=riest sit down so hard that you can fell the floor boards shake,
Henri look up and answers his question, "Yes! My God is the Sun God. He is pretty strong, they say when in his present you have to look down or else you could go blind!"
When the priest puts his arm on the table and put his hand up to armwrestle, henri will grasp his hand. "Say when?"
OOC: if they do armwrestle, Henri roled a 24.
Aelanthir Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 4:17:11 PM
Aelanthir watches as Henri and the priest armwrestle while listening to any music that Namfoodle plays. Aelanthir will continue to eat fruits, cheese and drinks some wine.
Kashmari Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 4:56:04 PM
Kashmari doesn't really pay much attention to those around her instead she decides to meditate instead while enjoying Namfoodle's music. She will only end her meditation if spoken to or when (if?) Mykell starts doing something from his culture. Before beginning her meditation Kashmari will fold her new cloak across her lap. A glass of watered wine stands on the table nearby her.
Fern Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 6:47:08 PM
after breakfast Fern finds someone with a map and finds out how far it is to her teacher's home. She will then discuss with the group the possibility of either her going there by herself or the group traveling there in a few days.
Hart, Spirit and Loran d20+17=20 Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 9:18:33 PM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 6 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 3 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart is sitting, just minding his own business, cleaning his pipes and flute. He ignores the girl for a few minutes, but is startled when she actually speaks, and asking such a stupid question. He seems outwardly irritated by the girls comparison between satyr horns and unicorn horns. He says to her in a condescending tone, "No. Do my horns look anything like eet's horn doos? Are my horns straight? No you can not touch theem. You have now seen a satyr horns, once as well, which doos not require your hands. Good day." Hart stands, pushing past the girl, and goes to join Namfoodle in song, on his pan pipes. (Perform wind instruments, 20)
Spirit is a bit taken by the table-leg. He seems to stare at it for a very long time, unmoving, unblinking.
Loran remains asleep.
Marek Isentomb Thursday December 23rd, 2004 9:00:42 AM
Marek munches on anything near him and drinks anything he can get his hands on that is not alcoholic. Sitting back enjoying Mafoodle's practiced art and the general goings on about him. appears we are going to stay for a bit
As the big cleric sits, Marek will shift for a better view and to cheer Sir Henri on.
Eiras Thursday December 23rd, 2004 9:49:45 AM
Eiras sits off to the side, eating some cheese and drinking some wine.
Mykell Zweihand d20+8=28 d20+5=8 Thursday December 23rd, 2004 6:00:32 PM
As Mykell hears Kashamri's comment on the gift of the fan he chuckles and smiles, "The fan is simply a giving day present. If I remember right giving day is only a couple days away."
Mykell does approach Namfoodle and asks if he can play a song from Mykell's homeland. If Mykell can't get Namfoodle to then he will see if anyone else in the room may since it is possible that one or more of the priests here may know music from his homeland.
Mykell moves to the side of the room and strips out of his armor so he is in the normal clothing he wears underneath it. He brushes the smooth fabric from his homeland once and steps out into the middle of the room where there is less tables and is actually glad that he wears a light blue outfit this day since it will fit what he has planned.
When the music starts Mykell's face suddenly drops all emotion and he bigs slowly to spin once, as he turns back to face everyone a fan appears from each hand, the fan noticeably coming from Mykell's sleeves which he mentally doesn't like since the fans are suppose to flow smoothly from his sleeves. At this point he slowly begins kneel slightly as he does he snaps both fans open and begins to move in slow bug agile movements, the fans whirling around him almost like small blades, the sunset painted on each fan adding to the movements he makes which are perfect beyond the small fan mistake.
Mykell continues his agile and gentle movements with the fans and spins till the music ends and he snaps the fans shut right as the music ends and he bows low.
After this Mykell moves to a table and sits, breathing hard from the exertion of the constant movements of the fans, the twirling, kneeling and such.
(Perform dance:28 (nat 20 so it should be breath taking) sleight of hand:8)
Tyal Thursday December 23rd, 2004 11:47:22 PM
Tyal sits with the group this day and eats some of the food set out before them. He looks up when treasure is mentioned and just shakes his head. "There is nothing there that I really have use for." It seems that he is happy with what equipment he has at the time and goes back to eating.
He does pause long enough to look up as Mykell and Kashmari come down the steps and he finally pushes away his plate. "Not bad...lots better than trail rations." Looking back to the others he indicates what is left on the table and nods his head. "Sell what is left if that is the decision and I will take a share of the profit from that." Looking around at the small fortress he shakes his head again and starts for the door. "Maybe they have someone here to see about other magical gear." He is quickly outside of the door and gone from the rest of the group.
You get the idea that he has a hard time being with a group or people in general. He often seems so cold and distant and then cheerful the next, or is it an act.
Hart, Spirit and Loran Friday December 24th, 2004 1:42:20 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 8 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 4 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds, Speak with Animals Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold, Brambles Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart stops his playing and goes to his pack. He is soon counting gold, 130gp. Then he produces the statuette. He seems to be pondering his funds, that are quite low and meager in comparison to the others. "How might one go aboot earning more gold?" He leans on his staff.
Spirit dances, simply dances.
Loran lets out a low 'chortle sound' as he sleeps.
Sir Henri Friday December 24th, 2004 5:16:27 AM
The paladin look into the big priest eyes, asking "Are we going to play or just hold hands?"
Justin Webber (DM) Shows d20+8=21 d20+10=22 Friday December 24th, 2004 5:58:26 PM
The big priest grunts and grasps Henri's hand ,squeezing it hard and begins trying to push Henri's hand down, (oppsing strength:21) The priest looks like he is doing good for a moment but then Henri slams the priests hand on the table. The large priest sighs and looks at Henri, "You win little man. Guess even a willow has stregnth somedays." The large priest slaps Henri's shoulder though and breaks into a grin, "Bring me and my friend a drink." The man looks to Henri, "You have to have a drink with me or you that little of a man not to have one drink?"
The lady priest who was trying to talk to Hart for a moment her mouth looks to fall open as she didn't expect Hart to act so mean. After a few moments she huffs and glares daggers at the satyr.
As Hart walks away a couple priests point and whisper to each other, "He offended Lady Miriam High Priest Bale's daughter....this isn't going to be good."
After Hart gets only alittle distance away the girl strides up behind Hart and slaps him on the shoulder or tries. (touch attack:22) She glares at Hart more and speaks clearly now and not to shyly suddenly, "Now listen here you horned goat boy! I was just trying to be polite and try to talk to you. Maybe you do take after goats and are as stupid brained as one, should I get some grass for you to chew on goat boy?" The priest lady glares at Hart yet and spits out really quick another angered comment, "hmmph! all this time I thought and read your people were nice and repectful of ladies. So much for that being true I guess or finding out anything."
Other then this everyone is still kind of doing their own thing. Mykell has finished his dance and show and a couple priests (inless Namfoodle jumps in) were able to perform a nice song of Mykell's homeland to go with Mykell's breathtaking performance.
(OOC:There is nothing in the current treasure that Mykell wants so he will just take part of the gold that is gotten after selling the remaining stuff.)
Fern finds out after consulting a map that the teacher of her pet lives a good distance away yet. (Consulting my info on your bird about this so I can find out when you can ride the thing and it will be fully trained. I thought it was sometime like when your character gains 7th or 8th level.)
Hart, Spirit and Loran Saturday December 25th, 2004 5:07:52 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 8 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 4 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds, Speak with Animals Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold, Brambles Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
Looking annoyed at the girl, Hart stops and says simply. "Theen I shood guess that you won't be believing everyt'ing you read een the future. I also suggest that you not 'think' so much either." He smirks and returns to cleaning his gear.
Spirit wonders over to the girl and tugs on her tunic. It looks up at her and waves.
Loran remains asleep, though, he peeps one eye open when Hart is slapped by the girl.
Sir Henri Saturday December 25th, 2004 7:07:56 AM
The paladin smiles at the priest, "You had me worried there for a few seconds, I really though I was in trouble and you was about to best me. As For a drink? I don't drink the hard stuff, I must keep my mind clean. I must be on the watch and ready to fight evil at all the times. But once in a while I can take one glass of sacramentle wine. I'm sorry if you disaprove, But that is all I will alow myself."
Henri's eyes are cast down as he tell the Prist hoping not to offend him.
Justin Webber (DM) Suprise Visit Saturday December 25th, 2004 1:59:21 PM
Before anything else can go on or react to current things said something is heard coming from the fireplace in the room. Shortly something comes shooting down it and lands hard on the floor, the fire not seeming to bother the man any as he steps out, clean of any soot.
The man is kind of tall but large around the middle. He looks to be human actually and he wears a red suit and his beard is pure white. He looks around as he moves a bag infront of him and begins digging through it.
As the man searches in his bag a priest runs in and calls at the man, "You parked your horses and sled outside on the lawn. You couldo f used the front door!"
The large man in the red suit only laughs, "Tradition must be followed dear boy. Now everyone stay where you are." The man finally finds what he is looking for and slowly goes around handing out presents to each person in the place. The group all get one large present laid infront of them and the man winks to all as he walks to the fireplace and begins to step inside, "Merry Gift Giving Day to all." As the man vanishes up the chimmney the hall suddenly sprouts colorful decorations and candycanes hang here and there. Tyal even finds himself suddenly teleported back into the feat hall and sitting infront of him is his gift.
Hart will find that he has a gift for not only him but spirit and his owl. Everyone who has a animal companion also has a gift for his/her animal companion.
Outside you can hear a jolly laugh and a crack of a whip before the yalling of, "On Whitefoot, On Star, On Sprinter and Spice," Cutting the nice rythem of the saying though is one last addition, "Lead the way Jazzele."
Aelanthir and Kuari Saturday December 25th, 2004 5:03:57 PM
Aelanthir moves his hands quicklyt to his swords when the man in red comes out of the fireplace. When no hostile actions are taken Aelanthir relaxes and removes his hands from his swords. Aelanthir calls Kuari over and then examines what was left for himself and Kuari.
Kashmari Saturday December 25th, 2004 5:33:05 PM
Kashmari smiles widely and applaudes Mykell's dance performance. It is simply some of the best choreography that she has maybe ever seen.
When Mykell is finished she beckons him over and gives him a glass of wine. She motions to the empty chair next to herself so he can sit down if he likes.
"That was beautiful Mykell. You should grace us with your talent more often."
Kashmari continues to smile and was about to ask about Mykell's culture when she suddenly tilts her head slightly to one side and looks both surprised and amused. Then the odd man that came out of the chimney starts walking around dealing out gifts.
Kashmari looks back to Mykell and blushes.
"Aelanthir and I don't really practice the custom of gift giving. I have nothing to give anyone."
Evidently she feels guilty and it shows somewhat. Kashmari gives Mykell a look of apology. In the back of her mind she considers what she could find to give the others - but especially Mykell, Henri, Namfoodle and Aelanthir. She resolves to make a trip to the local market first chance she gets.
Kashmari recieves her gift from the red-robed man and thanks him. She leaves the gift on her lap like her new cloak. She isn't certain whether to open it now or later. So she will wait and see what the locals do.
"Mykell, if there is anything you would li..." Kashmari begins; with a smile, before rethinking the formulation of the question, "rather is there anything useful I could give you in honor of the local tradtions?"
Hart, Spirit and Loran Sunday December 26th, 2004 5:30:19 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 8 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 4 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds, Speak with Animals Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold, Brambles Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
Hart views the gift with some scepticism and taps it with his staff. Oddly, Hart has alot of fun watching the mating ritual of Mykell and Kashmari. 'Apparently, the ruses and tokens have to be of value. Material wealth again.' He thinks to himself.
Spirit bites the gifts.
Loran remains asleep.
Sir Henri Sunday December 26th, 2004 6:26:19 AM
The paladin just sit there, in real suprise! He has never seen such as the sight before him??
Henri thinks as to what the priest as just said that this man had come down the chiminy?? But park his horses out in Front?? Then HE goes back up the chiminy after he has given each person in the room a gift?? How Strange??
Henri quickly goes to the window, just in time to see the man in the red suit, taking off very quickly. "No wonder the horses run so fast, the lead horse is a female!!" said the Paladin!
Eiras Sunday December 26th, 2004 5:52:17 PM
Eiras is sincerly puzzled by the antics of the strange red man. He stands there with the present in his hand, with an eyebrow raised.
"Humans are very bizarre, I still understand very little of them," he says.
He opens the package to see the insides.
Mykell Zweihand Sunday December 26th, 2004 6:50:45 PM
Mykell smiles at the compliment given him by Kashmari but watches the suprise visit from the stranger before answering. He leaves the present laying infront of him and turns his attention back to Kashmari as he speaks to her, "Ahh, present day is just a special time of the year where people exchange or give presents to people they know or like." Mykell winks and smiles, "I have presents for the others also, they should be arriving soon."
Mykell pulls a small tanto from behind his back that rest just under the blue cloak he wears and slices the bindings on the present, he leaves it closed otherwise though as he turns his attention back to Kashmari, "hmmm, something I might like from you." Mykell breaks into a grin suddenly and winks, "I know, how about a date. An maybe even a nice dance after we see what the man left us?"
(OOC:I set up with the DM (me) to have presents delivered to the group from Mykell. If others would like to buy gifts for the group then please just tell me what you would like to get, post it privately here or email me.)
Kashmari Sunday December 26th, 2004 7:56:34 PM
Kashmari smiles teasingly. "I did say anything didn't I?"
She ponders her answer as she looks down at the gift on her lap and then up at Mykell again. It takes her quite awhile before she answers.
"You think there will be any time for such things? It seems to me that the Powers are in a hurry, and would prefer that we had their crisises solved yesterday."
Kashmari smiles charmingly and laughs a little bit.
"I will grant you your request if we are given the time. I haven't been on a "date" in years..."
Kashmari waits to see what Mykell's reaction will be, since she agreed to honor his request. makes a mental note to go to market the first chance she gets so that she can find something useful for everyone in the party.
Tyal Sunday December 26th, 2004 8:57:12 PM
Tyal looks around at his surroundings and then to the rest of the party. "What the...." The rest of his statement is left hanging as he notices the present laying on the table in front of him. "Ohhh...that would explain it." He looks a little embarrassed as he thinks of what he was about to say in a monastery and in front of ladies to boot.
With a total look of embarrassment he turns to each lady in turn. "Please excuse me for my rude language...it is unseemly." For some it is a surprise that this battle priest would also have a polite side. With a look to each of the people that is gathered he shakes his head one last time as he plops down on the bench. "Bother...forgot about Giving Day." He makes a mental note to go and figure out something useful to all those that are present.
Been talking over some ideas with the DM. :)
Hart, Spirit and Loran Monday December 27th, 2004 7:53:55 AM
Active Spells: Wood Wose (cast in the morning, lasts 8 hours) Goodberries (6)- Lasts 4 days.
Prepared Spells~ Orisons: Guidance, Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Regenerate Light Wounds, Speak with Animals Second Level: One with the Land, Creeping Cold, Brambles Rod: 1 charge used Pearl 1: Unused
The satyr sits, continuing to watch the mating ritual.
Spirit dances around the gifts.
Loran peeps one eye open because of the noise.
Marek Isentomb Monday December 27th, 2004 4:12:42 PM
The old soldier does not miss a beat as he sits with a newly aquired gift and unwraps it. A mighty "Welcome" tears from his mouth at the departing giver.
Looking to the others, "Hard to beleive another year has already caught us. Tonight be merry and at ease. Tomorrow brings challenges and excitement that which will make woman swoon, men envious and children desire to be like us. Let us feast and drink!"
Marek sets the gift down next to the chain and begins to disarm. Long sword, short sword, mace, axe, chain, dagger the parrade of weapons the man has seems endless, log bow, arrows, a second dagger, hammer and still another long sword....
Justin Webber (DM) Opening of Presents and Deliverys Monday December 27th, 2004 7:16:10 PM
As each person open their packages they find within a few items of interest.
Tyal finds 4 cure moderate wounds potions and a pure silver amulet with a slot to insert both his pearls of power and a ion stone inserted in it (note that says ion stone increases Wis+1).
Hart opens his to find 4 CMW potions also and a pure silver amulet also that he can place his pearl of power and also has a ion stone (note saying the ion stone is a Wis+1).
Eiras finds 4 CMW potions also and a pure silver amulet that contains a ion stone in it (there is a note saying the ion stone boosts Dex+1)
Marek finds 4 CMW potions and a pure silver amulet that has a ion stone inserted in it (there is a note saying the ion stone is a Str+1)
Aelanthir finds 4 CMW potions and a pure silver amulet with a ion stone set in it (there is a note saying the ion stone is a Int+1)
Kashmari finds 4 CMW potions and a pure silver amulet with a place to insert her psionic gem and a ion stone inserted in it (Increases Int+1).
Fern finds 4 CMW potions and a pure silver amulet with a ion stone set in it (note saying the ion stone is a Str+1)
Henri finds 4 CMW potions and a pure silver amulet with a ion stone set in it (note saying the ion stone is a Str+1)
Mykell finds 4 CMW potions and a pure silver amulet with a ion stone set in it (note saying the ion stone is a Str+1)
The other priests open their gifts to find various potions, wands and other useful things to themselves.
Also as the people settle down a man comes in packing a large bag and nods to Mykell before moving around to pass out a gift to everyone in the room and even one to Kashmari.
Another man also comes in packing a bag who passes a package out to each person in the room. These gifts have a single fancy letter on it "T".
(OOC:Mykell and Tyal will be saying what they got everyone in their posts.)
The priest who was talking to Henri slaps the man on the back suddenly and has a huge grin as he waves his new wand around, "I love gift day and that man is some guy. I always wondered who he was. Most just call him "the Gift Man"."
The lady priest who was getting onto Hart is now staring at a wand before going back to glareing at Hart, "you.....you...you....errr" The lady humphs and pulls out a pair of panpipes and sits down in a chair almost in tears, "He's soo mean." The girl begins playing a light tune on the panpipes, mainly to herself. Hart and anyone else who remembers the tune played by the elf you met a long time ago in the forest and who had the legendary harp knows the song she plays as the same that elf played....maybe some connection here...(I believe the elf's name was Melic if that helps people.)
Sir Henri Monday December 27th, 2004 9:16:47 PM
Henri Who has open his box, he takes out the four Cure Moderate Wounds "This Gift Man, sure knows what a paladin needs." Henri also shows an silver Amulet with a Ion stone, The shape is almost like his holy simble.
Henri slowly come to realise that someone is playing some music, A tune he remembers But cannot quite put his memories together?? Then it hits him, He whispers "The unknown Elf in the woods, played that same tune. I think his name was Metric, No! that's was not it, Melic and his harp." The paladin will wear the Amulet and sit back to listen to that song once more.
Marek Isentomb Tuesday December 28th, 2004 10:23:26 AM
A quick reading of the 4 vials and Marek sets them into his belt pouch, before extracting the stone from the wrapping. The rough man nods and smiles. Lifting the stone to his head he gently lets it go and it begins a slow regular orbit. "Praise to Big Dave!" he lets out a shout.
The melody catches his ear, but Marek has no thought for the matter and quickly puts it out of his mind. Marek hoists a large flagon and glances about the room for nothing in paticular, but everything peculiar.
He pushes those thoughts aside soon as well. it is perfectly safe here, there is no need for suspision. enjoy it while you can
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